hail to the king
burn the witch
long live our destiny
burn the witch
I see the devil’s bleeding crown
and wish it was raining down, but we’re in rivers
rivers of sin, praise be to me
don’t look back, we’re in too deep
breaking bones, shattered skulls
oh how it burns to be alive
oh how it burns to be the thick of it all
run with me, if you want to
keep up, because you don’t want to be left behind
in what has been following me
hail to the king,
love and live in the depths of the mountains
you tried the stake and the flame
only to be met with water and snowstorms
bring your best men, you will not live past the dawn
hail to the queen, long live the witch queen
6 responses to “brittle nobility”
Feel like this is for me.
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I wrote this back in 2018, but rereading it, it really could be.
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