[Verse 1] Grave dust on my tongue Rust on my name I was forged in a crypt knighted in flame Bone crown, I kneel to the throne in the pit Skull King carves orders I carve them in flesh Black steel on my back drag scars through the stone Every step, mausoleums answer like a drum You breathing in comfort we choking on dirt I bring the balance of agony and worth [Chorus] I am the Knight of Black Death I ride where the warm blood runs March when the Skull King calls ‘til the last of your daylight’s done Death comes quiet, death comes loud it cuts beggar and it cuts crowned Skull King hungers, hear that sound more dead needed, lay them down [Verse 2] Reaper of the Cards lays fate on the slab Every draw, every deal is a grave you will have He turned your whole lineage into a shuffled stack I swing when the card flips you don’t shuffle back Graveyard of monsters ranks carved out of rot Eyes glowing like coals hearts colder than rock Skull banners dragging through marrow and mud We march for a kingdom that drinks only blood [Chorus] I am the Knight of Black Death I ride where the warm blood runs March when the Skull King calls ‘til the last of your daylight’s done Death comes quiet, death comes loud it cuts beggar and it cuts crowned Skull King hungers, hear that sound more dead needed, lay them down [Bridge] You pray to your idols soft hands on the glass I pray to a skull that devours the past You cling to your heartbeat like it’s something you own But every pulse you count is a step toward my throne [Verse 3] Troops of the tomb realm rise when I speak Armor of grave mold joints grinding bleak Lift up your rust blades answer my call The living stand breathing so the living must fall March through the churchyards black out their bells Turn every bright house to a room that smells hell Skull King needs soldiers infinite ranks So harvest their cities and drag them in chains [Chorus] I am the Knight of Black Death I ride where the warm blood runs March when the Skull King calls ‘til the last of your daylight’s done Death comes quiet, death comes loud it cuts beggar and it cuts crowned Skull King hungers, hear that sound more dead needed, lay them down
