The Die Is A Cast

THE DIE IS CAST

Hopes and dreams
Lack of wings
Madness kicks
Grief persists

At last the time for you has come
Here this madness stops and the curtain falls
You’ve killed the warden and the heir
What would you expect fealty and respect

You sought foes everywhere
Shadows lurking in the cold damp air
And became so obsessed
Only fire seemed to quench your thirst

And he came knocking at your door
Your last savior
Did you hear him roar?
You have scorned him now and then
You should not forget
He always pays his debts

Now he’s inside your walls
Burning, sacking as your city falls
There is one last resort
You are going to try to burn them all

Left now betrayed and alone
Can fire turn you…Whose blood is on his sword

Now your reign at last comes to an end
And you savagely descend
From the throne you once so dearly held
Now you bow your head

Hopes and dreams
Lack of wings

Fear’s crawling down your spine now
As you’re running to your throne
Hoping that it will protect you
And you’re squealing like a sow
The air smells like death and shit now
Something’s dragging you firmly back
You feel the steel in your throat
And you’re drowning in your blood