King Snow

King Snow King of Snow Gold and blue With icey hue Wind of death Of winter breath King Snow King of Snow The Sultan of Sand has now fallen And the desert is cold! The King of Snow is now coming And he is taking control The Men of the Dunes are revolting They want the Kings' head! With magic and axes they're fighting They won't stop 'til he is dead Son, of sun With golden gun With steel and fire He'll melt empires The hour draws near Your reckoning is here His training complete It's time to eat The Men of the Dunes are revolting They want the Kings' head! With magic and axes they're fighting They won't stop 'til he is dead The Son of the Sun drives upon him With his fiery blade He grabbed his holy shotgun Shot the King in the brain!