The Coronation
The morning breaks with calling of the angels The lion awakes and river leaves its bed High above the sun is burning in flames The day has come, the coronation waits High Council takes their time A throne without King is awaiting Pride and their honor has brought them to these halls Kingdom is lain under siege Hero who led them is One to destro them Oath must be sworn to survive The King will come A taking hand is reaching for the King’s crown Their mind is clear - to take away the land This day will die in calling of the angels When nightfall comes the fallen ones are near Rising again, King remains He will not fail now Flying with wind he’ll dare us