I Sleep Like A King - A Villain Song #song #music #darkfantasymusic #villain

Why must there be a reason to being evil? Why must there be a reason to act wrong, bad? Sometimes the only valid reason is that it feels right, good. And guess what? I still sleep like a king~ ------------------------------------------------------------------- LYRICS ARE AVAILABLE!! Just turn on the subtitles. If you enjoy my content, please like, subscribe and comment! ----------------------------------------------------------------- Links: Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0RFfA... Apple Music:   / knightbard   ------------------------------------------------------------------ Lyrics: Another chosen one? How many does that make? I took the crown while the old king prayed, Sat at the table his servants laid. His lords stood stiff in their borrowed smiles; I let them stand there for a while. The court mage asked what price I’d paid. I showed him where the bodies lay. He called me cursed. I called for wine. The crown, I think, looks better mine. I know it’s wrong. That’s half the fun. I like to watch the brave come undone. If all this power has a price, My subjects make the sacrifice. I do bad things, and I sleep like a king, Soft black sheets while the war horns sing. I Take what I want, let the temple bells ring, Your gods can wait. Pour another for me. Send me a hero to take back my throne; I’ll send his horse trotting home alone. Keep your salvation; don’t need a thing, I do bad things, and I sleep like a king. Raise that glass. Kiss that ring. Doesn’t it feel good to serve your king? Raise that glass. Kiss that ring. I do bad things. A paladin came through the rain, With holy fire along his blade. Now his armor walks my halls; He answers when my steward calls. I stole a relic from a shrine, To see if it would make me shine. It burned my hand. I laughed for days, Even their gods admit I’m great. I could show mercy. I know how. But I like the sound of begging now. If all this power has a price, My subjects make the sacrifice. I do bad things, and I sleep like a king, Soft black sheets while the war horns sing. I Take what I want, let the temple bells ring, Your gods can wait. Pour another for me. Send me a hero to take back my throne; I’ll send his horse trotting home alone. Keep your salvation; don’t need a thing, I do bad things, and I sleep like a king. You came with a prophecy carved into stone, A sword with a name and a claim to my throne. I love that you think this is where I should plead. Come closer. Let’s see if your prophecy bleeds. I want the gold beneath your mountains. I want the names upon your graves. I want the knight who swore to kill me Standing guard while I’m away. I do bad things, and I sleep like a king, Soft black sheets while the war horns sing. I Take what I want, let the temple bells ring, Your gods can wait. Pour another for me. Send me a hero to take back my throne; I’ll send his horse trotting home alone. Keep your salvation; don’t need a thing, I do bad things, and I sleep like a king. Raise that glass. Kiss that ring. Doesn’t it feel good to serve your king? Outside, the bells. Inside, the wine. Such a wicked world… And all of it mine. #song #music #revenge #pop #king #villain #cocky #darkfantasymusic #darkfantasy #bosstheme #epicmusic #antihero #dnd #fantasymusic #originalsoundtrack #smug #pathfinder #powerful #villaintheme