Lich King (King Lich)

In the hills, past the wretched abyss Through the reeking bogs and carrion mists Up the trail, to the black castle gate Undead lord is the master of fate Run and scream with your heart in your throat Past the drawbridge and over the moat Tattered robe and yellowed bone Undead lord on his slaughterhouse throne Give into fear, all hail the dead What once was damned has been risen instead Give into hate, all now are lost Your ghoul demigod and his black holocaust All hail the lich king Heads on pikes on the turret walls Vollies of thunder and fire he calls A necromantic maelstrom of lightning and sin Undead lord and the skeletal grin Give into fear, all hail the dead Throne and the crown and the rivers of red Give into doom, all lost in the dark Scepter and sword of the hated monarch All hail the lich king Ancient evil, crowned corpse mage Enemies butchered and peasants enslaved Crying for mercy, you're barely alive Undead lord, wicked wizard denies All...hail...the