Dark King, The Overseer
As humble servants, we want things clear
Trade went wrong, our contracts torn
If left unclear, there will be scorn
Yet here in the dark, we play by decree
Souls and whispers bound eternal

Take a bow, bend the knee
Loyal servants have cometh thee
Virtues few, land of vice
Seen through my blazing red eyes
Take a bow, bend the knee
Loyal servants have cometh thee
Virtues few, land of vice
Seen through my blazing red eyes

Lord majesty, the highest throne
Holds a scepter made of sinful bone
Crown of thorns and the brightest gold
Dreadful sight, that shivers the bold
His laughter echoes cold and deep

I am the ruler of Dark Bazaar
Knighting the ones that bear my scar
Gift of title and a shimmering blade
Shed blood of innocence, before your funeral parade
The banners of dusk wave high in my name
Bless the bold, mark the reign

Take a bow, bend the knee
Loyal servants have cometh thee
Virtues few, land of vice
Seen through my blazing red eyes
Take a bow, bend the knee
Loyal servants have cometh thee
Virtues few, land of vice
Seen through my blazing red eyes

Upon my word, the heavens fall
No mercy granted, hear chaos call
Flames arise from the tainted ground
In every scream, my power’s found

Dark King

Four friends who have never played together before decided to walk into a studio and play their hearts out

Samuli Mäkelä - Vocals, bass, production
Patric Puola - Guitar, Backing vocals
Joni Rajainmaa - Guitar, Backing vocals, harmonies
Jere Karppinen - Lyrics, Backing vocals, Mr. Manager