Thalarion - The Way Of King lyrics

Gleaming shell of an autumn lie Fable of right divine You gained your crowns by heritage But blood was the price of mine The throne that I won by blood and sweat By Perun, I will not sell For promise of valleys filled with gold Or threat of the halls of hell When I was a fighting man The kettle-drums they beat The people scattered gold dust Before my horse's feet The way of the king But now I am a great king The people hound my track With poison in my wine-cup And dagger at my back The way of the king What do I know of cultured ways The gilt, the craft and the lie? I, who was born in a naked land And bred in the open sky The subtle tongue, the sophist guile They fail when the broadswords sing Rush in and die, dogs, I was a man before I was a king