Dark watching
Hands shaking
Time to bring it home
Seating atop and waiting for victory
Don’t care how many back stabbers kneeling in front
Waiting a chance to prove loyalty
Don’t care
Bring the heads and enforce the rule
Everyone just a puppet for you
Cutting cord just because
Human desires, weak, love, hate, doubts all gone away
Only objection is to be the terror that shadow the regime
Let the legend grow,
Fairytale are meant to be broken
Dark sword are painted with blood from heart
Yet the eye that can see through it all are harder to resist
No one is safe, not blood or loyalty
No cunning and witty
No love or guarding
Mere playings in the cage of dark
Old age might claim the final prize
Yet lord has a plan to stop time
Taking the world with him
No one walks away in the end