Rap of the Lich King

(*Heavy breathing, distant howls*)

Uhh! Listen up! You hear that wind?

It’s the call of the Scourge. I am the King—**the Lich King!**

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Once a prince, I was chosen, a beacon of the Light

But a blade named Frostmourne had me craving the fight

I left my kingdom in ashes, turned my soul to ice

Traded honor for power—couldn’t heed no advice

Now I sit on the Frozen Throne, champion of the dead

Army of ghouls at my feet, your nightmares in my head

I see the fear in your eyes—you ain’t ready for war

Step into my domain, watch your spirit get torn

**This the Rap of the Lich King—kneel before the crown!**

I rule the cold North—bring your heroes, they goin’ down

**I command the Scourge—undead rise on my demand**

From Icecrown to your doorstep—no soul can withstand

Look at me now—no remorse, no salvation

Led by whispers so dark they froze an entire nation

The Light tried to save me, but my fate was locked

Stratholme burned in my wake—bodies left to rot

I took up Frostmourne, let the whispers in my ear

All that guilt fell silent—only vengeance was clear

Now I terrorize the living, I devour your hope

I got the plague rollin’ in, and there’s no way to cope

Uhh! You can run but can’t hide, I’m in your dreams at night

Hearing screams in the wind—yeah, that’s me takin’ flight

In the chill of Icecrown, I feel nothin’ but wrath

Bow down or get buried along my frozen path

**This the Rap of the Lich King—kneel before the crown!**

I rule the cold North—bring your heroes, they goin’ down

**I command the Scourge—undead rise on my demand**

From Icecrown to your doorstep—no soul can withstand

I’m the shadow of your nightmares, the end of your tale

No redemption in my gaze, no forgiveness for sale

Stalk the halls of my Citadel, face the horror I bring

I turned champions to corpses that now serve their King

I got ghouls, abominations, and dread in my legion

No love left in my heart—that’s the path I’m leadin’

Arthas Menethil is gone—crowned in frost and death

I am the Lich King, feel my cold, immortal breath

Uhh! I ain’t leavin’, I’m forever on the throne

I am death incarnate—your fate is set in stone

Scourge marchin’ at my call, your prayers left unheard

This the rap of the Lich King—**bow to the Frozen Word!**