Note: I'm just doing this for fun. You shouldn't take it too seriously. But I'm happy if you like it anyway.
Lyrics:
The golden sun burns with its deceit, I stand alone, where dreams retreat. Crownless ruler, schemer supreme, They mock my hunger, but I’ll redeem.
Look at me—the dark flame, the plan, Shadows rise beneath my command. To seize the pride, to claim the throne, Let the hyenas bring the king to his own.
They chant of virtue, but it’s a farce, Strength is sharper when born from the scars. A kingdom wasted on kindness and calm, I’ll grip its fate within my palm.
They chant of virtue, but it’s a farce, Strength is sharper when born from the scars. A kingdom wasted on kindness and calm, I’ll grip its fate within my palm.
Look at me—the dark flame, the plan, Shadows rise beneath my command. To seize the pride, to claim the throne, Let the hyenas bring the king to his own.
The stars don’t whisper to those who bow, They scream of power, they teach me how. Fools chase light, but the real might’s here, In the echoes of fear—the jungle must hear!
Look at me—the dark flame, the plan, Shadows rise beneath my command. To seize the pride, to claim the throne, Let the hyenas bring the king to his own.
