She made kings of me
then dispersed my dynasty
assured the queens theyd be
within earshot of safety
My princes came to see
the site their fathers stand and weep
tonight, the tears bury deep
the candle light, but the
ruins all remain
My sweet daughters' dreams
were punctured wide, dreams
their mothers learned to keep
inside, like a shelter from the
sun we hide, or during the fallin rain
Oh poor knights she did
deceive your might, we know
you can't believe the fright
you felt tonight, you acceeded
my expectations yet again.
and proud men who never leave
the fight, and women who
make feed from strife, and
children that don't believe in time,
their faces never change.
she made kings of me
then dismissed my monarchy

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