He did not know that the sword he’d hold
Would turn his priceless empire into fool’s gold
The truth, the shadow of the sword will hide
Til it’s too late, a traitor at his side
And as he gazes from his ruby throne
He’s growing restless of the life he’s sown
To get away, embark on a quest
And put his powers of sorcery to the test
The drugs he takes to keep himself awake
lose their effect, he can no longer wait
To find the sword and gain more power
And make his move before the dream turns sour