Frozen Throne Anthem

There's a crowd gathering.

Standing on the shore looking up confused at what they're seeing.

Unsure sheep in an unsure herd.

Raising is the number.

The number of mumblers complaining to the plumbers.

Is there anything that could be dumber?

Rise and shine everyone,

I'm talking to you.

Get out and greet the day.

Is my message coming through?

When I speak important words,

I speak once, twice,

then again for a third.

I don't waste my breath.

When I speak, I speak only to be heard.

Now I'm wide awake and on my feet,

can I get an amen?

Now that I'm free I'd advise you kindly,

step back, be still,

and just don't bother me.

Yes, I'm back and in all black.

Using coal as my war paint,

blending into the back.

You won't see me coming,

I'm charging out from the black.

You're in my crosshair and I am on the attack.

When I finish off my enemies,

next, I'm killing off the old me.

The me that used to avoid a challenge and ignore reality.

The me that would rather sit in silence and focus on a

vague dream. I said what's the word Lady Bird?

Now I'm on track and I can't go back.

I'm too accurate and sharp like a tack.

My imagination’s so hot,

I'm catching fire In the sky,

as I fly. Now I'm super sonic,

passed the speed of light.

Employed by my mind,

got me working overtime.

Quick as lightning, I'm so far ahead,

my own future is behind.

I don't have time to just sit and think.

The great ideas from the greatest thinkers slipped by,

just like water down my sink.

Your imagination stopped at the first level.

But I'm so quick to get ahead,

I blew past the brink.

It's a miracle I'm so nice,

but I'm colder than the miracle on ice.

You're so transparent you gotta be invisible,

made from Invisalign. You talk a big game,

but there's nothing inside.

As for me I answer to call sign,

King on cloud nine.

A record is meant to be broken,

like a word is meant to be spoken.

Now I’m tearing through barriers And I've never looked scarier.

Standing on a balcony,

tearing down boundaries without any can I please?

Slap shot to your consciousness with just some paper and some ink.

World class Olympian, figure 8's on the rink.

Doubters gonna doubt and haters gonna hate.