Born and raised on bible and bread Spoilt with love only Value honesty alongside gold Friend in days of lonely In his hold a kings crown he owns His throne a queen to the left See's the difference friend from foe To be aware of the lovers theft Lessons he learned to trust you not As a king you see the fate Writing riddles to rid his curse Remember your steps remember them all And choose wise your page in the age of thrones The more he thinks the less we ease Misty mountains pointy trees Days he's counting down oh dear As men are bound to face their fear Those walls have ears it seems my dear In days shit smells perfumed Blinded by greed to eat more then you feed Yet you're the one who'll be doomed Lessons he learned to trust you not As a king you see the fate Writing riddles to rid his curse Remember your steps remember them all And choose wise your page in the age of thrones