Father of Stone

I tell you a tale Of a story so old That even the mountains Couldn't tell you it's dawn A royal myth Of our almighty song We sing in darkest night, In coldest light, in deepest cave so he shall rise We play for you the organ pipes The mountains sing The mountains sing Your ghost shall rise and rule again Hail to the king Hail to the king The shadows are dancing And we're taking part The mountains sing The mountains sing Feet are stomping To a melody of stone We dance in darkest night In coldest light, in deepest cave so he shall rise We play for you the organ pipes The mountains sing The mountains sing Your ghost shall rise and rule again Hail to the king Hail to the king Your beard glimmers silvern, Your eyes staring cold Our cave is your home O father of stone Your life alone Will bring us back to life We play for you the organ pipes The mountains sing The mountains sing Your ghost shall rise and rule again Hail to the king Hail to the king