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"In sorrow I say it, but it is true:

King Conan, you are a king without a kingdom"

Glaring down on his enemy

He stood in silence

Ruthlessly tore his blade free

The sight and scent of blood

Blinding clouds in the sky

The scream before you die

Men moved in the shadows

Dark, brooding, clad in red

Blood sprawling over corpses

Death looms overhead

Greed, blazing black eyes so vile

Glazed and bloodshot

Wearing a grim twisted smile

The frantic clang of steel

Tattered rags, torn apart

Stab his grisly heart

Men moved in the shadows

Dark, brooding, clad in red

Blood sprawling over corpses

Death looms overhead

A king without a kingdom

A king without a kingdom

A king without a kingdom

The rise of a king

Men moved in the shadows

Dark, brooding, clad in red

Blood sprawling over corpses

Death looms overhead

A king without a kingdom

A king without a kingdom

A king without a kingdom

The rise of a king

Rise of a King