King of Ashes and Vengeance

In shadows deep, where memory lies, I was the king

beneath blood-red skies. A husband to my queen, so fierce and kind.

Now Valhalla calls, leavin' this pain behind. The gods of Thor

have set me free from shackles of grief and loss and misery.

Vengeance is sweet when the blood eagle flies with dragon shield boats that evade

Poseidon's eyes. Oh, carry me, Pegasus, to my ancient

home. Abandoned, left to die in a world so alone.

Mortals shun my name, cast me aside. But I rise from the ashes