Hold the sceptre to the sky
Hold it high to be cleansed
Climb the ancient stone
You child of innocence

Take the sceptre
You who didn't crave it
Reach to the heaven
And let it be blessed
Cherish the throne
Of blood with your purity
Crowned by us
Estates in unity

We chose the boy to be king
There is no blood in his crown

Remember the past
And bear it inside
Witness the end
Of the deceiving ride