Letras
He walked on gold, his head held high
A king of wealth beneath the sky
His suits were sharp, his smile was cold
Pride was the only tale he told
Mansions grand, his name in lights
He owned the day, he ruled the nights
No heart could touch his iron will
A man on top, unchallenged still
Oh, the mighty fall, the proud will break
When life turns cruel, it takes and takes
The crown he wore, it turns to dust
In tragedy, we learn to trust
His empire gleamed, a fortress strong
He laughed at those who got it wrong
No need for love, no time for grace
He built his world, a flawless place
But cracks appeared he couldn't see
A whispered fate, a dark decree
The world he owned began to sway
His gilded life slipped far away
Oh, the mighty fall, the proud will break
When life turns cruel, it takes and takes
The crown he wore, it turns to dust
In tragedy, we learn to trust
The fire came, it tore through all
His wealth, his name, his mighty call
A lover lost, a child's soft cry
He faced the truth beneath the sky
His heart, once stone, now bled with pain
Each tear a mark of pride's cruel chain
He knelt in ash, no throne to claim
A broken man, no one to blame
In shadows deep, he found his soul
A humbled heart, now bruised but whole
The riches fade, the ego dies
But love remains where truth resides
He rose again, not crowned, but free
A man reborn through misery
Oh, the mighty fall, the proud will break
When life turns cruel, it takes and takes
The crown he wore, it turns to dust
In tragedy, we learn to trust