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