I've a tale filled with horror and gore
Of the tyrant days of yore
So lend me your ear
And I'll fill it with fear
As I sing of the mad king Thorn
Be afraid of the mad king Thorn
There's an evil beginning to form
Like the clouds of a gathering storm
After so many years
He might finally appear
Be afraid of the mad king Thorn
Be afraid of the mad king Thorn