[Lyric] Heavy Is the Head That Wears the Crown (Ignitor)

A god size man
The pressure of his duty can be crushing
Those who stand in the way of his talents
Are only judging

His power of reason has done his legion
And armies very well
To gain respect of the nobles
Can almost turn to his hell

Dark is the heart seeking revenge
Your sense of pride will meet death
Not knowing where or when
Shattered are the lives
You have burned to the ground
Heavy is the head that wears the crown

A weary life of catastrophe
A reckoning with no remorse
Sickening floods and of fire
Will take its natural course
The cleansing of his soul
With sage and bermagat is such a waste
The lords are unaware
The master is wearing a shroud of grace
Dark is the heart seeking revenge
Your sense of pride will meet death
Not knowing where or when
Shattered are the lives
You have burned to the ground
Heavy is the head that wears the crown

His seers and his jesters cannot
Lift his spirits at all
As tribes of the ferals are
Policing themselves
Once he stood as a mountain
Now his pride seems to crawl
Like a witch at the stake
He hears the funeral bell

Heavy is the head that wears the crown