The Wicked King

He spent all his days Slowly lost his mind Obsessed with his fate While his kingdom died Fueled by his rage Fear that left him blind Cursing the fate of those left behind His body betrays him His thoughts fade away His soldiers are dead He's destined to stay On his throne Its charred remains His soldiers screamed Of his wicked ways A leader fallen So far from grace He still remains While his corpse wastes away Whoa His time had run out and Cost him his crown And all his wicked ways of old Left him still with a debt owed Oh He wept for his time Wasted, spent searching Endlessly He thought he would find Eternity, looking Obsessively Immortal life A reason found To lust forever And confound The Wicked King Sees everything Except, his fatal flaw Whoa His time had run out and Cost him his crown And all his wicked ways of old Left him still with a debt owed His life was set to fade and What could he do But be trapped by this vice forever But fates strings shall sever He now burns He now burns forever He now burns in the wake He now is forsaken