Every time the shadow looks like a hand.
It bares the stench.
Sometimes it shows its fangs like a beast.
I arch my neck.
Embrace me; you insane thing,
You've beguiled me,
And will soon deny me of everything.
Every. Thing. Under the sun.
At your leisure...
I succumb to your usurpers desire.
Once a warrior, now a hobo.
Once a man, now a puppet.
Where is my mistress of misery?
She was culled because of me.
"...caress me, take me like a man?"
The hands of the clock move quicker.
At the moment of my ascension to princehood?
I know I'm touched, a bit too insincere.
These dozens of years, have made it clear.
I rip her throat open... finally.
The assemble of Primogen kneel.
Diablerie... finally.
The City will hold.
With a broken steering wheel.
Built upon that fateful night.
When she took my life.
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