The throne is dust the crown is bone
A kingdom lost to time alone
Shadows rise where echoes sing
All hail the Ghost King
Ghost King Ghost King
Rules the silence holds the sting
No heartbeat left no bells to ring
Long live the Ghost King
The moon it weeps a silver tear
His empire thrives on mortal fear
A specter draped in cold decay
Whispers guide his ghostly sway
Ghost King Ghost King
Rules the silence holds the sting
No heartbeat left no bells to ring
Long live the Ghost King
No sword no shield just hollow might
His reign is carved in endless night
A phantom crown a shroud of dread
The living kneel the dead have fled
Ghost King Ghost King
Rules the silence holds the sting
No heartbeat left no bells to ring
Long live the Ghost King