The old lion sleeps tonight
And shadows gather near the flame
Whispers crawling through the halls
Each one calling out a different name
Silver tongues and hidden knives
Dancing underneath the crown
Every promise forged in gold
Seems to drag another kingdom down
Can a storm be held by hands?
Can fate be silenced by command?
In the throne of embers
Every step ignites the fire
Voices of ambition
Feeding every dark desire
In the throne of embers
Nothing stays forever pure
When the crown is waiting
Every heart becomes unsure
Brothers stand on different roads
Looking at the same sunrise
One sees glory in the light
One sees power in the prize
The weight of kingdoms yet unborn
Rests upon uncertain ground
While the future waits in silence
No one hears its distant sound
Far beyond the walls of stone
A silent watcher sees it all
Waiting for the chosen path
Waiting for the rise, or fall
In the throne of embers
Every dream must face the flame
When the dust is fading
Only truth remains the same