| Being misled by certainty is like confusing pessimistic despair for wisdom
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| Said the joker to the rectopath thief
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| Well its better the imperial abattoir he replied
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| Onslaught and plunder
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| Stains her thighs with murder
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| Brutal c-section is performed
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| The village is under siege
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| While royal mistress gives birth
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| Two biparous sons one is purged away
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| Deiparous emperor to be
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| The wizard vanishes
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| Absconds into the sea
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| Vicious steeds tread on
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| Feeble mass crawling
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| Everyone is dead
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| Accept the other twin
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| And the bleeding balatron
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| As they row to safety
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| Now a man, thy bellipotent ruler
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| Has scorn and contempt for his
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| Peasant brethren
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| He will stop at nothing till
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| His brother is dead
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| For robbing the coffers
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| And cursing the family name
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| Everyone around him must perish
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| Or he too is killed
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| Brothers destroy one another
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| Verbally tearing each other apart
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| Feel it in their blackened hearts
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| As they finally meet
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| Starving the peasent steals to eat
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| He is trapped and weak
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| Begging for forgiveness at thy brother’s feet
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| I will spare your life at the gallows pole
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| My hate for you will soon unfold
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| The king and a thief are one and the same
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| One steals to eat and the other for gain
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| Crush your dreams, enforced pain
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| Inflicting their father’s rage
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| Staring at their dying mother’s face
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| In his brother’s now dead eyes, tears seal their family ties… |