The lost king, Anduin Wrynn,
Once ruled with grace and poise,
But now he’s gone, and we must mourn,
Our hearts filled with despair and noise.
In Stormwind’s halls, the silence reigns,
Where once his voice was heard with pride,
And though the people still remain,
Their king is gone, and they must bide.
But though he’s lost, his memory lives on,
In the hearts of those who knew him well,
And though the kingdom may be gone,
His legacy will always dwell.
So let us raise a glass to Anduin,
The lost king of Stormwind’s throne,
And may his memory never fade,
In the hearts of those who call him gone.