The trees have eaten gold
Blossom the milk of Kupolė
Upinis coughs blood
For the most dangerous game
Is fat
For I am King Reisonas
Sulphur for the land
Land is for the King
Slaughterer of Helkestan
Kings are for the Gods
Gods are for the feast
Advised like the horns on the Aurochs head
Feast is for the war
Poor is game meat
Why climb up the mountain range
Nothing there at all
Nothing anymore
War only serves to compound
Pound
Pound
Pound
Why the throne stays with I
I I I King Reisonas
Like a bastard child
To a nokken with a violin
A life for your loins is that a worthy price?
Ever tempting vice
Rewarded by a knife
Peasants have no beds or fire
I hold the kings lot
Tryna melt the frost
Gorging on the treasonous son
After you shed blood
Infants cannot run
Why climb up the mountain range
Nothing there at all
Nothing anymore
Down to Thruff goes the Cannibal King
Broke the law of spring
Cannot kill of kin
Filled his bely with a thousand swords
Eating children raw
Death's a hungry door
Will by the blood of the Nemertingis
Vaidevutis seek
Restore the regime
I climbed up the mountain range
Nothing there at all
Nothing anymore
Eunuchs - King Reisonas Lyrics
Eunuchs - King Reisonas Lyrics
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The trees have eaten gold
Blossom the milk of Kupolė
Upinis coughs blood
For the most dangerous game
Is fat
For I am King Reisonas
Sulphur for the land
Land is for the King
Slaughterer of Helkestan
Kings are for the Gods
Gods are for the feast
Advised like the horns on the Aurochs head
Feast is for the war
Poor is game meat
Why climb up the mountain range
Nothing there at all
Nothing anymore
War only serves to compound
Pound
Pound
Pound
Why the throne stays with I
I I I King Reisonas
Like a bastard child
To a nokken with a violin
A life for your loins is that a worthy price?
Ever tempting vice
Rewarded by a knife
Peasants have no beds or fire
I hold the kings lot
Tryna melt the frost
Gorging on the treasonous son
After you shed blood
Infants cannot run
Why climb up the mountain range
Nothing there at all
Nothing anymore
Down to Thruff goes the Cannibal King
Broke the law of spring
Cannot kill of kin
Filled his bely with a thousand swords
Eating children raw
Death's a hungry door
Will by the blood of the Nemertingis
Vaidevutis seek
Restore the regime
I climbed up the mountain range
Nothing there at all
Nothing anymore
Blossom the milk of Kupolė
Upinis coughs blood
For the most dangerous game
Is fat
For I am King Reisonas
Sulphur for the land
Land is for the King
Slaughterer of Helkestan
Kings are for the Gods
Gods are for the feast
Advised like the horns on the Aurochs head
Feast is for the war
Poor is game meat
Why climb up the mountain range
Nothing there at all
Nothing anymore
War only serves to compound
Pound
Pound
Pound
Why the throne stays with I
I I I King Reisonas
Like a bastard child
To a nokken with a violin
A life for your loins is that a worthy price?
Ever tempting vice
Rewarded by a knife
Peasants have no beds or fire
I hold the kings lot
Tryna melt the frost
Gorging on the treasonous son
After you shed blood
Infants cannot run
Why climb up the mountain range
Nothing there at all
Nothing anymore
Down to Thruff goes the Cannibal King
Broke the law of spring
Cannot kill of kin
Filled his bely with a thousand swords
Eating children raw
Death's a hungry door
Will by the blood of the Nemertingis
Vaidevutis seek
Restore the regime
I climbed up the mountain range
Nothing there at all
Nothing anymore
Writer: Enzo Legge, Kristo Langker, Linus Hilton
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid