It's true
When no one can protect us
And fate is growing reckless
I must forge the way
New dreams of gold
Mixed with chaos of old
Should at last be as one in my hands
Alliance abounds
But how heavy the crown
That unites the devout of these lands
It's true
The whispered leaves are falling
When faithful feel the calling
We'll gather and stand
When used up and battered
A broken world shatters its own
All in a row
Without the rules it's a slaughter
Our sons and our daughters atone
For what we've sown
Faced with a fracture of order
We build up our quarters tenfold
Royal and bold
Still in the lack of perfection
We suffer the tension and hold
The new and the old
Armored in Gold
The view
Is dark and disconcerting
But order here is working
With hammer in hand
New dreams of gold
Mixed with chaos of old
Should at last be as one in my hands
Alliance abounds
But how heavy the crown
That unites the devout of these lands
When used up and battered
A broken world shatters its own
All in a row
Without the rules it's a slaughter
Our sons and our daughters atone
For what we've sown
Faced with a fracture of order
We build up our quarters tenfold
Royal and bold
Still in the lack of perfection
We suffer the tension and hold
The new and the old
Armored in Gold
Runes from a higher plane
Kept in my golden reign
Must be revered evermore
Though mired in our circumstance
We serve these rusted lands
May there be balance restored
We must hold sustainable
Pure and unchangeable
Forged strong by fire, every part
So suffer unquestioning
Like my own reckoning
Torn in my divided heart
When used up and battered
A broken world shatters its own
All in a row
Without the rules it's a slaughter
Our sons and our daughters atone
For what we've sown
Faced with a fracture of order
We build up our quarters tenfold
Royal and bold
Still in the lack of perfection
We suffer the tension and hold
The new and the old
Armored in Gold
