Kings Will Fall - Winterstorm

The call to arms peals out to end the suffering

No regrets do not obey our king

We stand tall together we can end his lies

Our king will fall we are his demise

Way too long now we have suffered from our king

The time has come to end the suffering

We gathered our arms and we’re ready to start the fight

The sun is fading as we’re longing for this night

Climbing the walls four silent calls: «Our king will die»

The time has come to get the crown

We will take his lies

Storming the gates

We are heading for the throne

No guardians left the king is standing alone

Back to the wall he is praying for his life

But no one is left to hear his painful cries