The Night King
The Night King
The king of the night sky calling on the pawns;
To bathe in its silver glory before the break of dawn.
The placid lake waters glistening in pride;
Ah! admire the king reposing regally, by the mountain side.
The king of the night sky calling on the pawns;
To bathe in its silver glory before the break of dawn.
The placid lake waters glistening in pride;
Ah! admire the king reposing regally, by the mountain side.