I find myself here alone, stunned and shivering
I didn't see anything coming, nothing...and yet...
The crimson rivers flow away, creating furrows
The trails of my defeats drawing in the snow
A sweet wind makes the still feathers sing
Planted in a soiled white ground and frozen flesh

I received this great power as a grace
But it was just a curse at its place
It infected my ideals, all my thoughts, my blood, my vision
It killed my empathy, my love, my mercy, my emotions

Everything I was vanished little by little
I became that monster of vanity
I threw away my loves, my flesh in the blaze
Oh my children What have I done? Who am I ?
I became the crazy king, so dreaded

I got fat from their toil, from their pain
I got drunk from their sweat, from their blood
I got dressed with my gown of delusion
I got knighted with my crown of perversion

I was wrong I cheated on you all