Shivering King - Dead Meadow

From deep within a disturbing dream

Awoke the shivering king

The wise of the land all were at hand

Can they explain what it means?

«I wore a great gold ring

And from that ring golden strings

Stretched from my throne

To everyone I’ve ever known

A silver knife caught the light

In the hands of my queen

I wonder will I be cut free

I wonder is it me?»

From long dark robes, soft muttering tones

Drifted and danced to the king’s mighty throne

«The gold of your ring like the gold of your crown

And a ring on the ground is a ring to be found.»

They don’t know