You Should Have Slain Me

To die you left me

You should have slain me

I stand before you

Now you shall face me

I am the bastard

Of your carousing

I am the true heir

And your undoing

Father your henchmen

And lackeys surround me

Cast not the first stone and you

shall be saved

Lies! You foul wretch!

For I have no heir

(What I do by night

Is my affair!)

From your words It's clear that you're insane

Now! For your life

You must prove your claim

[Servants / Villagers:]

Round the fires the Thralls

Pursue their folly

Prophecies and foolish tales of old

Of an ax the elders tell a story

"When the Ax is freed from hell

A single stroke shall break the spell

When the Ax is free again

A brutal reign shall meet its end"