From a dark horizon A harlot once came, Searching for the right path To bring her to fame. Ignorance and falsity A perfect symbiosis, for a royalty Hold on To your throne of glass. Let not Oblivion veil your name. Stand strong Against the days that pass. Fight time Your empty shell is the Pillars of your fame. In the tower of the queen The joker loses his stage As she wields the banner Of vanity for the wage. Beware Doubles fill the court. Whos who In this hollow masquerade. Take heed Your reign might be short. But wait The crown on your head could be saved By blood on the blade.
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