[Verse] His eyes darkened once and then twice more, Sweeping with his sword he swore a war, Woe there be upon the land, The king is blind, the price is not kind. [Verse 2] In his wrath upon that day, The king tore down the Silver Dam, His knight did say on his return, If he may, the people lay in droves before his gates. [Chorus] Dozens drowned, dozens dead, Sealed fates in dire straits, He was not blind, but many times, A king of waters, a people’s bane. [Bridge] Even his daughter did leave him be, Now alone, on his throne, he can only moan, Resigned to fate, he waits for his crow, The end of a king, a tale of woe. [Outro] The Silver Dam has fallen, a kingdom's plight, A symphony of sorrow in the night.