Songtext von A Tale Of Two Tyrants

There he stands, the scoundrel king Surrounded by his scoundrel guard Our plan is to take him quick Hit him strong and hit him hard As you sweep down and take his throat The despot, he exists no more My men surround him and take his crown The empire comes crumbling down And now the king is dead Rest in spikes does his head Maim those he called his own As I ascend the throne And as my first decision I order you imprisoned You are my biggest threat Winged assassin, you're sentenced to death! You, my soldier distinguished Forever will be extinguished I announce a grand banquet We celebrate your doomed fate And no sign must still remain Of the kind that ruled this place From the ashes of all that's lost We raise the empire of albatross Take down what remains Leave no trace of the king An albatross shall be carved in stone And unveiled at dining