The Restless King - Crom

The wind calls his name

Recounting a story of truth

A restless heart is fading away

Long forgotten is his youth

The trees sway in the whispering wind

A flicker in his eyes

As he remembers times of vengeance and hate

Love and pride

Once a king, now a fool

The strength in his body is gone

A mighty man remembering the time of his glorious past

Ascending a hill for the last time

The wind blows through his hair

A tear of pain runs down his face

The old king fades away!

Oh, master of the wind

Take away my soul

Tell this story of mine

And remember the restless king

The restless king

But at the top of the hill

Near to the stars

A shout will rend the night

His sword will end his life

«Oh father of nature, of place and of time

Let my ashes float away

Grant to me the eagle’s wings

To bear me to the Halls of Fame»

A flash of light

A mighty sound

The heavens open wide

The wind has gone and his soul rises

In an eternal shining light!

Oh, master of the wind

Take away my soul

Tell this story of mine

And remember the restless king