Текст песни
In the west wing, dust on gold
His name hangs soft in the old blue hall
A broken seal, a marble bowl
Three empty thrones and a cracked stone wall
The court has gone, the banners fray
But I still hear his steps at dawn
A ring of keys, a rusted tray
And the ink where his decree lived on
They buried the maps
They sold the keys
But the desert kept
His history
One candle burns
In the archive room
And the air still turns
When they say his name
The Forgotten Sultan
The Forgotten Sultan
Still reigns in the dust
Still reigns in the dust
The Forgotten Sultan
The Forgotten Sultan
You can lock the gates
But you can't touch the trust
A chessboard left with one white king
A pearl cuff lost in the stairwell shade
The old men laugh, then they don't say a thing
When the moon hits the cup he made
They buried the maps
They sold the keys
But the desert kept
His history
One candle burns
In the archive room
And the air still turns
When they say his name
The Forgotten Sultan
The Forgotten Sultan
Still reigns in the dust
Still reigns in the dust
The Forgotten Sultan
The Forgotten Sultan
You can lock the gates
But you can't touch the trust
Let them line the vaults with stone
Let them paint over every wall
A name can sleep for years alone
Then wake when the nightwind calls
The Forgotten Sultan
The Forgotten Sultan
Still reigns in the dust
Still reigns in the dust
The Forgotten Sultan
The Forgotten Sultan
All your iron fades
But his shadow won't rust
