Description
In the depths of darkness, a wicked king arose, With a heart of iron and a soul composed of shadows, He ruled with tyranny, his throne adorned in black, Feeding on the fear of those who dared to fight back.
Oh, hear the metal roar, the anthem of the damned, The wicked king's dominion, a kingdom built on sand, With every swing of the sword, he strikes a deadly chord, A metal song of power, a reign that can't be ignored.
His minions danced like puppets, controlled by his command, As he basked in the glory of a broken, bloodied land, But whispers of rebellion echoed through the night, A resistance rising to challenge his dark might.
Oh, hear the metal roar, the anthem of the damned, The wicked king's dominion, a kingdom built on sand, With every swing of the sword, he strikes a deadly chord, A metal song of power, a reign that can't be ignored.
In a clash of steel and spirit, the final battle nears, The rebels' hearts unite, conquering their fears, They rise against the darkness, a force they can't deny, For in the metal of their souls, the power to defy.
Oh, hear the metal roar, the anthem of the damned, The wicked king's dominion, a kingdom built on sand, With every swing of the sword, he strikes a deadly chord, A metal song of power, a reign that can't be ignored.
The wicked king defeated, his empire left to fall, The metal song of victory, resounds above it all, A new era dawns, the wicked king's reign shall fade, As a melody of hope and strength is forever played.