[Intro] Through burning trees, His armor groans, his grip won’t ease. The steel reflects the midday glare— A king alone, no prey, no heir. [Verse 1] The forest screams in shades of green, Branches snap where the trail’s unseen. The crossbow locks, the bolt takes aim, But there’s no beast, no hunter’s claim. Heavy steps through brittle grass, A jagged shadow stalks the past. The crown digs deep, a golden weight, His breath is fire, his eyes hold fate. [Pre-Chorus] Pull it back—tight! Pull it back—fight! The bolt is ready, but there’s no sight. Pull it back—tight! Pull it back—fight! He hunts himself beneath the light. [Chorus] (Snap!) The string lets go, the air explodes! His crossbow sings where silence grows. No beast, no blood, just splinters fly, A king of nothing, screaming why. Load it again—strike the flame! The hunt’s the only thing that remains. [Verse 2] The steel chestplate creaks with rage, A crown of thorns traps him, a cage. The midday heat is sharp, alive, Yet his heart is numb; it won’t survive. He sees her face in every shade, Her voice haunts paths his steps invade. But kings don’t falter, kings don’t grieve, So he fires again, though none believe. [Pre-Chorus] Pull it back—tight! Pull it back—fight! The bolt is ready, but there’s no sight. Pull it back—tight! Pull it back—fight! He hunts himself beneath the light. [Chorus] (Snap!) The string lets go, the air explodes! His crossbow sings where silence grows. No beast, no blood, just splinters fly, A king of nothing, screaming why. Load it again—strike the flame! The hunt’s the only thing that remains. [Bridge] The bolt flies wild, it cracks the bark, A futile shot in the daylight’s spark. Armor grinding, a crown askew, The king is hunting shadows too. A roar erupts, the crossbow breaks, He drops the weapon, his body shakes. With empty hands, he meets the sky, A broken king who cannot die. [Instrumental synthesizer solo] [Breakdown] (He runs—he stumbles!)... Through sunlit haze, The forest blurs in golden rays. (His roar—his thunder!)... Echoes wide, But nothing answers where ghosts reside. [Final Chorus] (Snap!) The string is gone, the silence reigns! The forest swallows his screams and chains. No beast, no blood, just memories fly, A king of sorrow, bound to the sky. Load it again—strike the flame! But even the hunt cannot numb the pain. [Final Extended] The crown slips off, it hits the ground, The steel chestplate makes no sound. The crossbow’s gone, his purpose too, A summer's king,