[Verse] Beneath the fading crown, the shadows fall, A distant land he walks, no throne at all. The whisper of his past, a silent song, A horn’s lament that winds the night along. [Pre-Chorus] Yet in the quiet, hear the rising flame— A king without his realm still bears his name. [Chorus] Call the horn, call the horn, over hills so worn, Through the dark and the dawn, let the echoes soar. From the silence born, rise a heart reborn, Call the horn, call the horn, call the horn once more. [Verse] Alone upon the shore, where memories gleam, He walks the paths of dreams, a sovereign’s theme. No crown can bind the soul or chain the voice, In every note, the kingdom’s proud rejoice. [Pre-Chorus] Still in the distance, flames of courage burn— A king in exile waits for his return. [Chorus] Call the horn, call the horn, over hills so worn, Through the dark and the dawn, let the echoes soar. From the silence born, rise a heart reborn, Call the horn, call the horn, call the horn once more. [Bridge] Through storms and shadowed roads he strides alone, Yet every echo sings, he’s coming home. His spirit rides the wind, unbent, unbound, A sovereign’s call in every haunting sound. [Chorus] Call the horn, call the horn, over hills so worn, Through the dark and the dawn, let the echoes soar. From the silence born, rise a heart reborn, Call the horn, call the horn, call the horn once more. [Outro] Call the horn, call the horn, through the night it flies, A king remembered in the midnight skies.