the king Insanity and the power that it brings Madness reigns In the Hall of the Mountain King Oh yeah In the Hall of the Mountain King Oh yeah, yeah
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She is a native of the stormy skies, yeah I, I caught a glimpse from the depths of my eyes Atop a black winged mare Casting a wicked stare She throws
I know you're all alone tonight And I hear your cries From the world that lies Beyond these lives You've got dreams inside They cut I know Cut so deep
Heart beat is rapid Your blood pumping faster Hands reach for the blade Touch her Feel her Your body it craves her She leads you to your grave She's
storming masses In the lies Battle cry Screaming to the night Oh no Summon up the legions To do our deeds Our legion's needs Are growing every day We're
] Far away In a land caught between Time and space Where the books of life lay We fear This castle of stone The mountain king roams All alone in here
the power that it brings Madness reigns, ah, ha, ha... In the Hall of the Mountain King Oh yeah In the Hall of the Mountain King Oh yeah, yeah, yeah,
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solitude, twenty degrees in all All the dancing kings and wives assembled in the hall Lost is the long and loneliest town fairly sybil flying All along the, all along the mountains
overfed, long-haired, leaping gnome Should be the star of a Hollywood movie, but there I was I was taken to a place, the hall of the mountain kings I stood high upon a mountain
would take em young. poor girls, one died on the scene and her name was patience. and the rest of them were patience, had everybody pasin up and down the hospital halls
word poet forms the song's intro] As Arsenio Hall would say, things that make you go HMMMM The enemy forces inside, approached a young warrior king
clouds and skylines materialize Wings spread take flights over northern lights Wolves howl over blood-red moonlit nights We're Kings and Queens within
all Caught in the wood By the wooden king's men But now I'm alone 'Cause I've made up my mind By the spell of gold The king under the mountain Will
broken A light from the shadows shall spring Renewed shall be blade that was broken The crownless shall again be king The world is grey, the mountains
mountains cold Come back unto the caverns old Here at the gates the king awaits His hands are rich with gems and gold The king is come unto his hall