
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Song language: English
The Beggar King |
A future so certain, |
sure that it was set in stone. |
Clearly my birhtright, |
to sit atop the Iron Throne. |
Ripped away my expectations, |
the King Slayer took from me. |
Forced to flee our conquered nations, |
to hide across the Narrow Sea. |
All I need, a |
Crown of Gold. |
For |
I am King of |
What you stole… |
So far from home now, |
but I remember… |
Long we reigned in bliss and glory, |
in fire and blood they cried our names. |
Sister wives and brother husbands |
kept this blood pure in our veins. |
One dark night our whole world ende, |
stag and direwolf, mace and sword. |
The traitor lion, the dragons fall, |
and the sudden flight to a distant shore. |
With no coin I’ll buy my army |
to return to rule again! |
Sotrmborn sister sold to slavery. |
Your fles for their swords! |
Give to me a |
Crown of Gold, and |
I’ll be King of |
All this world! |
All you ever needed, |
just what you were told. |
give this sorefoot-king his |
Crown of molten gold! |