stranger's disease

10/21/14

 

all hail

all I ever wanted
was for you to be my king
but I guess there's no kingdom
where there is defeat

I wanted to give you
a millon roses
a thousand horses
and a soul to claim

but it was useless;
fighting against the will
of a few traitors
those which with blood in hands, stained

clothes
heart
mind
soul.

all I wanted 
was for you to be my cæsar
from the purest heart
be your greatest weakness

and now for the power
of a few more months
I'll lay down in spite
watching what was once mine fall apart

it takes one man
to build an empire
and it takes one man
to bring it down.

in my heart
I will always hold
the true weakness
of your soul.

I'll shall carry it with me
wherever I might go.


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