Himinbjorg Death Of A King Lyrics

A long time ago, long before our era, lived king Altria
Nemcheleck.
Straight from birth, he reigned over a huge empire
covered by luxurious forests and prairies.
He was born with the power and pride which make men that
lead peoples.
But this king was also filled with a limitless bounty.
He was respected and loved by his people,
And when he was riding over his lands,
It was as if an entire army was on the way.
He was so good that he could not find the necessary anger
To defeat neighbouring chiefs who were jealously plotting
in order to invade his lands.
Even if he was as strong as one hundred men, One morning he found himself encircled in his city by
rival armies.
As the days were passing by, supplies became scarce.
He realized that this situation was leading them to death
And chosed to die as he ever lived with dignity.
Doors opened and the king rushed at his enemies,
Followed by his most valiant warriors.
This was a terrible battle
And he died under the blows of his too numerous
opponents.
And so ends the tale of the king that died by being too
good.
And so ends the tale of the king Altria Nemcheleck...