Usurper of Flame

I exist outside of time

The hollow ashen one

Slayed the lords sat on high

Stole the flame right from the sun

Burn

My throne is death and dust

I rule the age of dark

All I see is the rust

Of this kingdom's emptiness

Rot

I am known as Cinder

The only of my name

I am the devourer

Usurper of Flame

I am known as Cinder

The only of my name

I am the devourer

Usurper of Flame

I am known as Cinder

The only of my name

I am the devourer

Usurper of Flame

I am known as Cinder

The only of my name

I am the devourer

Usurper of Flame

Yes, indeed it is called Lothric

Where the transitory lands of the Lords of Cinder converge

In venturing North, the pilgrims discover the truth of the old words

The fire it fades

The fire it fades and the lords go without thrones