Prayers for a King - Sorcerer

A desolate wind whispering his name

I search the battlefield from the castle wall

Broken arrows, swords and bloodstained shields

Faces of soldiers distorted in pain

Through the mist

I see the black stead of the king

If God exist

Please, give me strength to honour the ring

Open the gate

The king is dying

Now, before it is too late

Oh, hear my prayers

My father’s dying

My heart and soul are in despair

Remember his name, now hail the new crowned king

I claim my legacy as I take revenge

Fear my vengeance, no pardon, no remorse

Burning with fury, hell will rise again

Through the mist

I ride the black stead of the king

If God exist

Please, give me strength to honour the ring

Open the gate

Revenge is calling

No salvation from my hate

Oh, hear my prayers

Angels are calling

My burning heart is in despair