I left this world under a cloud,
My departure hailed by those behind,
I rode high in the saddle of a blood red sky,
Curses from the mass screwed into my mind.

I am a man known by many names,
A man seen by many faces,
With a silver tongue and golden words
I claim to be from many places.

I have toiled in the murky highlands,
I have raised my head aloft,
Ignoring chill of the northern steepes,
Tirelessly all day, I croft.

But this kingdom is mine by right of blood,
By the right of steel and fire,
This is a place that I ruled alone,
My absence turned the land to a quagmire.

So my people, rejoice and chant my name,
I have survived their foolish attack,
A tainted past I have arisen above,
Now and forever, I am back.