Jaffar (10th Anniversary Edition)

The winds they speak of me The hills they say High of my arts and knowledge A lord of war they call Jaffar August high born vizier Of the truest blood In nights disguise I learned my ways The kings envy The highest chief Jaffar August high born vizier Of the truest blood Oh lord show me The ways of war Help me bring my Doomed throne back This life my being I wow to thee I pledge to you Your skills will not be wasted Now king, you show me how you feel What you want I possess What you can't accomplish You are a dweller Of halls of kings I'll steer your kingdom To dominion and greatness And now I see the trail I see the trail of Death on your brow The meddler of time Death shall come back for you Breathe Your life degrades back to the earth You breathe