Narrator: Deep in the chambers where time's standing still There's mixtures and potions for all of his needs The prophet is glaring with eyes cold as ice A horrible laughter escapes from his mouth Raving in madness when fumes are inhaled The poison is ready to fulfill his dreams He walks to the kitchen unseen by all The kings food is waiting, It's not what it seems
The crystal glassclear poison pours like wine Soon it will steal the good king's life. Murder !
Hister: Soon it will be solved, the problems I have Get rid of the fool king who sits on his ass The prince he means trouble, must take care of that Maybe I'll frame him for murdering the king When my lethal poison has taken his life I'll place some leftovers for someone to find I'll place it with great care in the young prince's room When somebody finds it, the prince will be doomed
Narrator: The crystal glassclear poison pours like wine...
The crystal glassclear poison poured like wine Now it has brought the good king's life, to an end