The first time I met you,
I thought you were evil, cunning, undeserving of a King's title.
As time passed,
I found you as a risk-taking, unselfish, and foolish.
A king without an ounce of decency.
We followed you through thick and thin,
tricking, beating, the Blues and Reds,
all to clear your name.
On that snowy day you ordered me,
I had thought, but then,
The Immortal King will fall today.
In the ruins,
We found a piece of your memories,
no our memories,
We'll find you,