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THVNJTVY
Why lord, why must you be so stubborn.
In all the heirs at hand, your only one has been blown
I ask for the crown in solemn request
Lest you have one more fit for gilded thrones.
We’ve all known and seen your slow descent
Into what people call utter torment
So clear your mind you unfortunate sovereign
For fallen leaders such as Alexander and even Vlad
even through they might seem mad
Where all brutal but important man
More eager to give everything to their land
A crimson tinted kingdom at last
Oh isn't it what you wanted,
oh lord, oh lad
Walls of thorns so wide and vast
So tall that even the archered glare
Fail to see even a single hair
Who better than i the light of Hemu
Turn all your woes into shiny words anew
For all the blight that’s in your veins
Your heart still pumps and your thoughts still vain
So why must you push away this fellow warrior,
mayhaps of fear of blood soaked riyadh
For either choice of commoner or me
Will make our comrades ballad and scream
So make your choice you drifting king
For I the savior will wait in gleam
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