As I lay looking from my castle
The whole streets filled with people
There is no smile and no joy to behold
In Every light corner threads a darkness unknown
The plebeians have lost faith in my system
My daughter sees no love in me
I hear wailing from where my wife lays to rest
Even the dead are pierced with spears of pain
With the way Desolation has occurred.
I can't cry
I can't find the tears
My eyes are getting blurred from all of my mistakes
The Evil spreads like a virus in my heart
No space for love to dwell in
Leaving me dark and hollow.
For the bones have been broken
The flesh has been skinned
As the dust gather around in the evening
So will my Kingdom never been known again.
I wish I could grasp the light to healing
Not withstanding my high fall from grace
With every tune that the harper plays
My soul will try to find rest in my dying world
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