# Glad I Don't Have a Heart *King Edward's Song* [Intro — Spoken, Low and Regal] Balthazar... Now there's a name I haven't heard in years. A hero. A brother-in-arms. Tell me, little Ginny... What has become of him? [Verse 1 — Proud, Rhythmic] I knew him when the warhorns rang, When goblin banners fell! He faced the mighty trollish chiefs, And fought them fierce as hell! He stormed their forts before the dawn, He led our armies through! We called him Balthazar the Brave, And I believed it too! [Pre-Chorus — Building] The Silver Leaf stood by our side, Their scouts knew every trail! Their arrows guarded every flank, Their healers would not fail! And Lyra, with her gentle hands, Saved men we thought were lost! We shared our victories in those days, Whatever be the cost! [Chorus — Powerful, Bitterly Ironic] Oh, I'm glad I don't have a heart! No heartbeat left to break! I bore the weight of kingdoms once, How much can one ghost take? So sound the horns and strike the drums! Let all the rafters shake! Oh, I'm glad I don't have a heart... Then why do I feel it ache? [Verse 2 — Darker, More Intense] But then young Ginny told her tale, And silence filled the throne. The man who fought beside us all Had turned against his own! The Order gave him cause and creed, He chose their bloody way. The Silver Leaf, our faithful friends, Were hunted down and slain! [Pre-Chorus — Angry and Sorrowful] And Lyra! Oh, remember her? The lives she fought to save! The hands that healed our wounded men Were answered with a grave! How could the man who led our charge, Who stood where heroes stand, Turn all his strength against his friends And stain his trusted hands? [Chorus — Full Orchestra] Oh, I'm glad I don't have a heart! No heartbeat left to break! I bore the weight of kingdoms once, How much can one ghost take? So sound the horns and strike the drums! Let all the rafters shake! Oh, I'm glad I don't have a heart... Then why do I feel it ache? [Instrumental Break — Military Drums, Horns and Harpsichord] [Bridge — Defiant, Fast-Paced] I will not lie about the past! I know the wars he won! I know the forts he conquered, And the mighty deeds he'd done! But legends are no pardon, And glory cannot hide The blood of those who trusted him, Who once stood by his side! No crown, no cross, no banner, No victory in the field Can ever bring back Lyra Or the lives he made them yield! [Final Chorus — Triumphant but Heartbroken] Oh, I'm glad I don't have a heart! No heartbeat left to break! A hundred years of silence, Yet I still feel this ache! So raise the horns for Silver Leaf! Let all their names ring out! For friendship turned to treachery Is something worth crying about! Oh, I'm glad I don't have a heart! How fortunate for me... For if I had one beating still, How broken would it be? [Outro — Soft, Haunting] Balthazar... I knew a different man. And Lyra... Forgive us, if you can. They say the dead have no more hearts... A comforting lie, indeed.
