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Arthas Menethil prince of a golden crown
Born to lead yet fate would drag him down
With courage bold he faced the undead call
A hero true whom in darkness will rise and fall
In Lordaeron's halls a paladin's oath he swore
Trained by the Lightbringer to uphold the Light's lore
Plague swept the land his people cried in pain
He vowed to save them no matter the stain
Arthas the fallen with Frostmourne in hand
King of the damned ruling a cursed land
His heart once pure now shadowed and torn
The Lich King's might to darkness sworn
Culling of Stratholme his choice carved in stone
Mercy forsaken he walked that path alone
To Northrend's ice Dread lord he pursued
Frostmourne's whisper his soul it subdued
Crowned by the helm his humanity lost
Leading the Scourge at a terrible cost
Yet heroes arose to shatter his reign
In Icecrown's fall they broke his dark chain
Arthas the fallen with Frostmourne in hand
King of the damned ruling a cursed land
His heart once pure now shadowed and torn
The Lich King's might to darkness sworn
Father's blood spilled by his own cursed blade
Nation crumbled in the choices he made
Love for his people twisted by dark desire
Jaina's tears fell as he walked through the fire
In death's cold grip his legacy remains
A tale of valor bound by sorrow's chains
From prince to king his story echoes wide
Arthas Menethil where light and shadow collide
Arthas the fallen with Frostmourne in hand
King of the damned ruling a cursed land
His heart once pure now shadowed and torn
The Lich King's might to darkness sworn
In Azeroth's heart his name lingers on
A tragic king whose light was undone
Arthas Menethil his tale will not fade
A warning of power and the price that he paid
We followed you north to the bitter cold snow,
We called out your name as you embraced the blade's glow
Your friends pain we shared as we at last brought you down
Now we carry on remembering your once golden crown