In shadows deep, the Conqueror's eyes
Arrows fly, kingdoms' demise
Crowned not by gold but conquests cold
Silent whispers of power untold
Crowned not by gold but conquests cold
Silent whispers of power untold
His bowstring hums, the tyrant's decree
Where shadows fall, hope ceases to be
Ashen thrones from ruins wrought
In the echoes of battles fought
What weighs more, the crown or the soul
For a heart encased in a conqueror's role
A chorus rises, dread and awe
In power's grip, the tyrant's flaw
Yet in victory's vast, silent wake
What's left but the sorrow, the souls it takes
Crowned by conquest, alone on his stand
Ruler of nothing but a barren land
Voices of Valor - Conquest Lyrics
Voices of Valor - Conquest Lyrics
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In shadows deep, the Conqueror's eyes
Arrows fly, kingdoms' demise
Crowned not by gold but conquests cold
Silent whispers of power untold
Crowned not by gold but conquests cold
Silent whispers of power untold
His bowstring hums, the tyrant's decree
Where shadows fall, hope ceases to be
Ashen thrones from ruins wrought
In the echoes of battles fought
What weighs more, the crown or the soul
For a heart encased in a conqueror's role
A chorus rises, dread and awe
In power's grip, the tyrant's flaw
Yet in victory's vast, silent wake
What's left but the sorrow, the souls it takes
Crowned by conquest, alone on his stand
Ruler of nothing but a barren land
Arrows fly, kingdoms' demise
Crowned not by gold but conquests cold
Silent whispers of power untold
Crowned not by gold but conquests cold
Silent whispers of power untold
His bowstring hums, the tyrant's decree
Where shadows fall, hope ceases to be
Ashen thrones from ruins wrought
In the echoes of battles fought
What weighs more, the crown or the soul
For a heart encased in a conqueror's role
A chorus rises, dread and awe
In power's grip, the tyrant's flaw
Yet in victory's vast, silent wake
What's left but the sorrow, the souls it takes
Crowned by conquest, alone on his stand
Ruler of nothing but a barren land
Writer: Abraham Chaffin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid