King of chaos (Kill Them All)

As phantoms fear they’ll never fall

Dreaming darkness drenched his soul

(Killing killers on burning coal)

Sleeping smiles sing their song

(Wishing that waiting was always wrong)

Hoping hatred heals the heart,

He agreed to play the part

(Though to save a soul of sorrow,

There was blood he had to borrow)

Fearing, feigning thoughts of fury

(He now had to face the jury)

Burning blood of baited hounds

He smiles, sleeping sickly sounds

Wretched, rotting pain of power

(The princess still trapped in the tower)

Heroes hope, their hatred hails

(Another misconceived mission fails)

And dragons, in the darkness, dreaming

Rip apart the wicked, screaming