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Fallen kingdom came to waste,

Weeping twilight suffocated.

Griming fortress, erected in distrust,

Nocturnal desire, feasting in blood lust.

As his army marching on, devouring all creatures alike.

Set fire to mortals, who burned in his delight.

Trekking through the melted snows, a cold trail in ruins

Vivid shadows of the dead, grieving in woe.

Majesty!

Dusk would dissect your flesh and bones

Majesty!

Dawn ascended and washed your tainted soul

False! Monarchy!

Dead to your crippled sovereign

Dead! Impaler!

Impaled on a cross to wither.

Rip and tore the ruby sky

Hear his voiceless whisper,

I can feel his presence coming near,

like ghosts in the trees.

Like the lucid night sky roaming freely

Unburden.

He proclaimed the wind as his instrument

I am death, let me serenade

A dirge in red for all mankind.

Majesty!

Dusk would gather your ashes and burn

Majesty!

Dawn ascended and washed your tainted soul

False! Monarchy!

Dead to your crippled sovereign

Dead! Impaler!

Impaled on a cross to wither.