Don Vito

Fingers kiss the ring, shadow of the throne,

Whispers in the dark, seeds of power sown.

Family ties thicker than blood in the veins,

Deals on the table, pleasure mixed with pain.

Don Vito moves silent, storms in the night,

Chessboard vision, every piece placed right.

The puppet master, strings in his hands,

King of the shadows, ruler of the lands.

Suit sharp as blades, gaze cuts through air,

Enemies tremble, can't even dare to stare.

Wine spills crimson, tales told in the feast,

From the west to the east, he's the unleashed beast.

Candles burn low, secrets in the glow,

Every word a dagger, every step a show.

Loyalty or doom, ain't no in-between,

Don Vito reigns, the unseen machine.

Cigar smoke swirls, ghosts in the room,

Fortunes rise quick, but they fall in the gloom.

Legacy's a crown, but it's heavy to hold,

Power's a poison, turns hearts to cold.

Don Vito moves silent, storms in the night,

Chessboard vision, every piece placed right.

The puppet master, strings in his hands,

King of the shadows, ruler of the lands.