I was a wolf in the sheep’s parade,
Blood on my hands, but I wiped the blade.
Heart like a furnace, burning with hate,
Built my castle, but sealed my fate.

The streets sang lullabies to my pain,
Thunderstorm clouds dripping blood for rain.
Chess moves deadly, I played for keeps,
Now the shadows talk while my spirit weeps.

Crown of thorns, heavy on my head,
Sins I carried, left my brothers dead.
Echoes of my past, they scream my name,
But in this kingdom, I lit the flame.

Crown of thorns, heavy on my head,
Sins I carried, left my brothers dead.
Echoes of my past,...