A golden mane above a hollow grin Pouting lips of hatred, cloaking ancient sin He steps onto the stage with a practiced glare Spitting empty promises into the poison air Tremendous! he screams to the blinding light Make it all great, as he feeds the night He doesn't care about the land or the sea Just bow to the king of misery! The books will hold his hollow name As the world collapses in the flame! He wants the throne! He wants the crown! He doesn't care if the world burns down! Winning the souls of the blind and lost History's pages will count the cost! In the East, his kin plays the bloody game Brothers in darkness under different names One in the snow, tearing lands apart One in the holy fire, cold at heart Preaching of defense, preaching of light While lighting the spark of eternal night! Huge! is the shadow he casts on the wall He lives for applause, he hungers for the fall… And far away, where the quiet shadows creep A creeping danger flows while angels weep… The trap is set! The shadows rise! Feasting on the endless lies! He wants the throne! He wants the crown! He doesn't care if the world burns down! Winning the souls of the blind and lost Write his name in blood… Log it in the books of decay… The darkness is winning… HAIL THE END!
