The Tale Of The Mad King Thorn

I've a tale filled with horror and gore
Of the tyrant of 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 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
He's a rotten man to the core
Throwing feast while starving the poor
Twas a terror in life
To subjects and wifes
Be afraid 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 has finally appeared
Be afraid of the Mad King Thorn
Be afraid of the Mad King Thorn