Album Name : ...Of Exile
Release Date : 2011-09-23
Song Duration : 5:35
Scythia Fallen King
Onward I began my journey
Away from home
Exiled from my kingdom
Yes, betrayal in the bloodline
Twas my father's brother
Who seized the throne for his own
Sentenced to the only rightful heir
To walk alone
And so it was written
This unknown quest
But deep inside I knew
Fates guides my step in every way
I walked until I found a shrine
A place forgotten by the hands of time
There I lay my sword
When it spoke to me
Consoling me in my time of need
I commanded legions
Saved men from their demise
In my finest hour
I watched my empire rise
I was the answer
The harbinger of change
But those days have ended
And my destiny lies estranged
I walked until I found a shrine
A place forgotten by the hands of time
There I lay my sword
When it spoke to me
Consoling me in my time of need
'Tis the tale of a fallen king
Withering away at the hands of time
What does fortune bring?
Will you help me again?
And reclaim my kingdom and birthright
6. Voice Of The Sword
King: a voice screaming in my brain
Causing bloodshed, an end to my reign
What happened to my kingdom
What happened to my soul
Sword: I am the voice of the sword
You choose me to kill your enemies
Now you can see the lust of blood and gore
You have no thoughts, you are mine to control
None can resist the bidding of my word
You have succumbed to the voice of the sword
King: you six warriors must help me
Free my mind
Help me quiet that voice deep inside
In a time of war I struck my enemies down
Across the desert I searched
This ancient blade was found
Stained with the blood of thousands
It had an evil heart
I tried to be rid of it
It would never part
Sword: you six warriors cannot help
And death awaits you if you try
This old king is mine to control
Forever til the end of time
King: help me regain my sane mind
I can help you with your good cause
Help me now t silence the voice of the sword
I can overcome my honor remains
You have no hold
Over my soul
They need me
To reach their final goal
Adamantium on which evil shadows dwell
Let it be known the sword comes from hell