Песни из тюряги - Да здравствует Зек

Watch your tongue or have it cut from your head
Save your life by keeping whispers unsad
Children roam the streets now orphans of war
Bodies hanging in the streets to adore
Royal flames will carve the path in chaos
Bringing daylight to the night
Death is rotting in the town with armor
Because they take all your rights

Hail to the king, hail to the one
Kneel to the crown, stand in the sun
Hail to the king

Blood is spilled while holding keys to the throne
Born again, but it's too late to atone
No mercy from the edge of the blade
They'll escape and learn the price to be paid
Let the water throw it's shades of red now
Arrows black out all the light
Death is rotting in the town with armor
They've come to grant you your rights

Hail to the king, hail to the one
Kneel to the crown, stand in the sun
Hail to the king

There's a taste of fear
When the henchmen call
I am fierce to tame it
I am fierce to claim it all

Hail to the king, hail to the one
Kneel to the crown, stand in the sun
Hail to the king, hail to the one
Kneel to the crown, stand in the sun
Hail to the king