Lör - The King

So now you own the world
Hate it now when it's yours
Now you sleep on the throne
Legs hang over the floor

So now the doors are closed
Commands teflect from the walls
You told your soldiers a lie
But they go and fight for your life

Silver arches and golden crowns
Marble statues and eyes made of glass
Shields to glance and sharpened swords
Is that why you wanted to rule the world?

So now you own the world
March through underground halls
You lose your way although
They seemed brighter before

So now they declare the war
Against your seas and shores
Now you gain a world
And you still rule alone
And you still rule alone
And you still rule alone