(Words: It, All; tunes: Night, Bone) The army is scattered and I have risen in rank At the castle Of mine they must prepare a feast With the early morning mist news Of victory arrived Triumph so great for a day in it's moment of glory The castle was suddenly filled with life as never before And a feast as glorious as the deeds was to be In the midst of happiness plans of evil were made A conspiracy against The king a murder in greatest secrecy Take his life steal his crown and Burn his soul Kill the king strike him down and kiss the sin I must rule And will not fear drown my doubts Take this land as my own and rule it With my life And let songs be written of my magnificence About my sins None will hear I must kill the king by the rise of the morning blossom And this land I will rule with my precious wife So secretly and in sin the murder of the king was planned The growing evil in my heart has finally been set free The castle was suddenly filled with death and much pain And the feast as glorious as their deeds was now over The prophecy of the witches must come true What foretold Was now grasped by destiny Heartless and filled with dread The plans grew for what they planned for Let us kill the king with pleasure