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All that stand in my way will be crushed for demolition be thy name today and without mercy I shall step forth with words that cut deeper then the most tempered blade and venom that could upstage the...
In a Kingdom so well built and fair, The streets filled and the dungeons bare. Were the houses were made from the finest stone, By hardy people, sweat, blood and bone.
You stomp on sacred graves, Taking more than you can bear. When you don't claim victory Your obscenities fill the air. Your veiled eyes make it hard to see The damage you have done.
They approached To attack, The old warriors Dressed all in black. No honour From their life, Regardless of the untruths They lived by the knife.
Oh how the mighty have fallen. Sat up on their lofty perch, Casting judgement on those they saw below. Forgetting how they got there, Ignoring those who helped. The view from on high was addictive.