In halls of stone, where echoes reign,
The silent strength of kings remains.
Through whispers of the ancient lore,
Their legacy forever soars.
Beneath the crown, a heavy weight,
Decisions borne by fate’s own gate.
In shadows deep, their wisdom hides,
Guiding nations with gentle tides.
The battles fought, the peace they weave,
In every heart, they plant a seed.
Through time’s embrace, their stories sing,
Of honor, courage, and the dreams they bring.
As twilight falls, the stars ignite,
Illuminating paths of light.
The silent strength of kings endures,
A testament to hearts so pure.