They built him a throne
A seat for a leader
Bringer of sun, bearer of light
The one whose heart was not of stone
But he refused to be crowned alone
Majesty - he proudly said
Is worthless when you join the dead
King of the people of eternal night
The Bringer of Sun, bearer of light
He brought forth an idea conceived in hate
Craft me a ship - said with thrill on his tongue
Trusting the prophecy sealed his own fate
Creations gathered to build a great ark
Unbreakeble, colossal, a craft for a monarch
This is my vision, my history to be
For reason's sake you will all follow me
I am the sign your eyes craved years to see
End of all silence, end of the dark
I gave you the fire, he hasn't tossed a spark
Pools of sweat, dripping down from the face
Of every builder in this accursed place
Reflected the warship forged from the pain
Desire, and hatred of these broken men