[00:10.540]My king, my king,
[00:16.590]everyone will falter when you die.
[00:22.350]And as we speak the army of our enemiesis
[00:26.710]approaching our gates, we cannot fly.
[00:55.670]Behold, my son,
[01:01.000]Don’t you despair, don’t be petrified.
[01:06.130]There is an armor,
[01:11.570]And you shall wear it when you face the fight.
[01:16.370]This harness will guide us through dangerous night,
[01:21.710]It humbles the foe with its grace.
[01:27.160]The thornmail will help us prevail and survive,
[01:32.370]Our deadliest fate we embrace.
[01:48.950]Well done, my son,
[01:54.250]but don’t you think the realm’s been purified.
[01:59.530]Creatures of darkness are still longing for your fall,
[02:04.940]Keep them in thrall,
[02:10.300]This harness will guide us through dangerous night,
[02:15.090]It humbles the foe with its grace.
[02:20.470]The thornmail will help us prevail and survive,
[02:25.870]Our deadliest fate we embrace.
[02:55.950]My king, my king,
[03:00.810]everyone will falter when you die.
[03:07.260]This harness will guide us through dangerous night,
[03:12.520]It humbles the foe with its grace.
[03:17.350]The thornmail will help us prevail and survive,
[03:23.040]Our deadliest fate we embrace.
[03:32.460]My son, smite them all!