In your empire's shadow, where silence rules the air
Alone you stand, sovereign of despair
Blood marks your path, a crimson flood
Where will your glory lie when you return to mud
Where will you leave your glory, ruler so bold
Among forgotten graves or in the grasp of gold
As the clamor of your conquests fades away
What tales will linger as night swallows day
Echoes haunt the halls of your gilded cage
Ghosts of avarice, from a bygone age
Fields of ash where joy once made its bed
Was it worth the legacy of dread
Hear the silence follow your victorious spree
Feel the earth tremble as it longs to be free
A throne over ruins, a crown so worn
In the mirror of power, are you forlorn
Where will you leave your glory, tyrant so fierce
In legends of valor, or stories that pierce
As your realm's shadows begin to grey
What will remain as time strips all away
Oh sovereign of the shattered, what end awaits
Beyond the conquests, beyond the gates
When stone and story crumble, when the sky cries
Where will you leave your glory as the light dies