"Long Live the King"
In the fading light of the mid-day sun,
I wait.
With the forked tongue of Truth and the murdered heart of Love,
I wait.
As Demons and Angels lie weeping at my feet, begging me to end their pain,
I wait.
One by one, the stark wink out, or die in blasts of fury.
I wait.
Soon, it ends.
And I will fade, released at last.
The Light of Freedom, victorious in the End,
I feel father's blood, warm on my hands.
Why has it not ended?
I have won!
HE is dead!
I have killed the king!
I have...
Oh, NO...