[Verse 1] In the frozen halls of a kingdom old, Where icy winds and stories are told, A king sits alone on his ancient throne, Dreaming of days when his power was known. [Verse 2] Snow drapes the towers, silent and cold, Once bustling courts now tales of old. Echoes of laughter, banquets of might, Fade into whispers in the dead of night. [Chorus] Once mighty banners flew high in the sky, Echoes of battles, a proud battle cry. Now only whispers of glory remain, In the heart of the king, there’s only pain. [Verse 3] His gaze wanders far, over fields of white, Memories of conquests, lost to the night. Knights in their armor, banners unfurled, Fading like shadows, in a forgotten world. [Verse 4] Crowned with solitude, burdened by time, He dreams of a past, a kingdom in prime. The halls are empty, the fires are dim, A solitary ruler, his world growing grim. [Chorus] Once mighty banners flew high in the sky, Echoes of battles, a proud battle cry. Now only whispers of glory remain, In the heart of the king, there’s only pain. [Bridge] In dreams, he sees the fields of green, Knights and heroes, battles serene. But morning breaks, the vision fades, Leaving him lost in the icy shades. [Verse 5] Through winter’s embrace, he walks alone, Among ancient ruins, carved in stone. Listening to winds that carry the past, A kingdom's glory, too great to last. [Verse 6] Legends of valor, tales of the brave, Echo through corridors, a past to save. Yet in his heart, a flicker remains, Hope for revival, breaking his chains. [Chorus] Once mighty banners flew high in the sky, Echoes of battles, a proud battle cry. Now only whispers of glory remain, In the heart of the king, there’s only pain. [Outro] In the northern winds, his tale will be sung, Of a kingdom lost, and a king among, The shadows that linger, the frost that clings, A lonely throne, where the last king dreams.
