I heard a story
Of great endurance
He was a soldier
He was a king
During the battles
That he took part in
He fought the soldiers
Of other kings
And once
As he struck a foe
The sun shone
As he struck a foe
There came an arrow
Slicing the stale air
It hit the target
And thus fell the king
Then he was carried
Before the people
The people looking
Onto the king
Soon-to-be-titled
Was standing by him
And tears were streaming
Onto the king
And so
As he's on the throne
The country doesn't moan
They don't even sigh
All along
The river endless
Flourished the nation
The nation of woe
Just because something's hard work
Just because you have failed before
Just because you feel weak now
You still need to find your way to the throne
