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"A different kind of throne for a different kind of king!" - Chris B.
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My word is the law, it makes thieves lose their hands and liars lose their tongues.
My wisdom was grand and my moral compass could not go wrong.
My only wish was to be respected and obeyed.
So I swore to stay kind and fair in all matters of my reign.
But years have gone by, my once clear convictions have run dry.
My eyes grew tired, and my worst vices backfired...
I forgot I'm only made of skin and bones.
Nothing but dust to dust, once it's all said and done.
So I indulged myself in fleeting sinful dreams.
I used and abused my power, I put friends and foes down on their knees...
Now on my deathbed, ill, weak, and under siege.
With no one to hold my hand but a greedy priest.
The hours I had, finally come to an end.
Where I beg to be taken in by heaven or hell.
I look back and see how much good I meant to have made.
But, then again, "the way to hell, on good intentions is always paved".
ns 15.158.61.50da2
