The Whispering Fool

Grandeur fantasy 
The Whispering Fool
Inspiring desirings
So perverse - so cruel

Topple the walls
Sound the horns
Raze the lands
For a crown of thorns

A drop of gold
Or all your blood
That’s the cost
To weather this flood

A kingdom built
Upon the ruin
A court of fools
No clue what they're doin'

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