Hall of the Mountain King

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© rootshell
at the base of the rock
lives a man who's cold as stone
he comes from parts unknown
with the crack of a whip
he'll banish those who challenge his throne
and feast on blood and bone

all hail to the mountain king
bow before him
he controls your lives
kiss the hands who don the ring
and bow before him
look into his eyes

his pupils dark as night
cracks along his face
tell the tales of many fights
down the hall of the mountain
in a secret chamber
lies the heart of the dark knight

who dares to enter the hall of the mountain king
what lies beneath his soul can never be unseen

crush those who enter the hall of the mountain king

beware of the mountain
from which you step
for the knight he sleeps
down the hall of the dark
wrapped in cloth
his heart still beats