Omesthesia - Mad King Lyrics

Great Hall full of dross
Angry damnations come of their throats
Beautyfull throne made of skulls
Who's that man sitting on my gold?
You've ever heard of the Mad King?
The cruel and evil gipsy king
I'm all tu fears and frightened dreams
Did a tí sleep, my noble man?
Where is tu Orichalcum now?
Take if it's worth tu life
You've always treated us like a scum
Repent of tu sins, We'll make a tí bleed!