A silent echo goes through this room of emptiness
Loneliness in heart and soul drowns this former so powerful king

Great big nothing is left, everything is gone by now, not even hate left to give

How can I carry this burden with my old and broken back?
In no way I tell you, I try to tell, no one is here to listen on my words

In one way its sad, I'm a king an I wear this crow, king of myself and my empty domains

I wear this crown of useless shit, upon my head of broken dreams