About this song
The ghost king of Paliano gets his anthem. Death was supposed to end his reign -- instead it made him untouchable. Brago rules from beyond the grave, and the throne room has never been colder.
Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse 1] They say the third-born son inherits nothing So I inherited the room itself I learned to speak in silences and favors Built coalitions from the highest shelf The clergy bowed, the merchants pledged their silver The noble houses folded one by one Three years from minor count to sovereign crown Before the sickness told me I was done [Chorus] I am the cold that lingers in the throne room The voice that echoes after breath has ceased You cannot kill what slipped beyond the living You cannot dethrone what death has not released My kingdom bends to no man's mortal grievance My rule persists beyond the final door I was a king before they stopped my heartbeat Now I am something more [Verse 2] My friend drove mercy through my ribs like kindness She thought the blade would set my suffering free But when the body crumpled on the marble I stood above it, staring back at me The Custodi knelt before my spectral figure Their puppet king now pulled on different strings [Chorus] [Bridge] Marchesa sent an assassin through the veil A woman who could cut what blades cannot She walked between the living and the dead And found the thread that held my final knot But crowns don't die the way that kings do Paliano still whispers in my name [Outro] I ruled in flesh and ruled in spirit after And even gone the halls remember me The throne sits empty but the cold remains Eternal
