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child you have been condemned,

to hang by the neck until dead.

son you have sinned,

and now you shall repent

You will face the fires

and die by my own hand

a justice

stern and unbending

child you have been condemned

to hang by the neck

until dead

last visions of fire

torch-lit faces writhing in madness

watch emergence

from the safe haven

no security for royalty

no escape for piety

no sanctuary

burning fires of the lynch mob lit the streets

the taint of the crime, of the weight, ever tied to the name

its the taint that devours

its the taint strikes

repulsion in the old heart