Wait, your majesty
The wolves are at your gate
The son cries out, the wind is sharp
It blows upon his face
"All for one, all for me. Let them die"
With onyx eyes, black as night
They belong to death
A lover's blade into your side
The snow it melts in red
Fallen one, keep me near
I will bury him under your throne
A goddess raised up from her grave
With secrets to behold
A queen's return, a beacon lit
Her son must soon be told
As sheep no more, they thirst for war
Upon the backs of steeds
His father's death, a promise kept
Fulfills this vengeful deed
Fallen one, keep me near
We will bury him under your throne