Sorcerer - Prayers for a King

A desolate wind whispering his name
I search the battlefield from the castle wall
Broken arrows, swords and bloodstained shields
Faces of soldiers distorted in pain

Through the mist
I see the black stead of the king
If God exist
Please, give me strength to honour the ring

Open the gate
The king is dying
Now, before it is too late

Oh, hear my prayers
My father's dying
My heart and soul are in despair

Remember his name, now hail the new crowned king
I claim my legacy as I take revenge
Fear my vengeance, no pardon, no remorse
Burning with fury, hell will rise again

Through the mist
I ride the black stead of the king
If God exist
Please, give me strength to honour the ring

Open the gate
Revenge is calling
No salvation from my hate

Oh, hear my prayers
Angels are calling
My burning heart is in despair