In a world so cruel
where life no longer impresses me
and kings and queens rule
to another place I’d like to be
Words of steel
shards through the heart
death comes real
to the weakest part
Life bears no evil
when there is no good
heaven and hell regal
in this pathological brood
A world so cruel
no longer I want to be
a life with no rule
leaves none I want to see
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