My Kingdom Will be Done.

My Kingdom come,

My will be ******* done.

I'm sick of all the lies,

I'm through with the ********

We're all just mayflies,

Spawning into our grit.

I sought you in my dark age,

But what I found was abandonment.

Now I've been left with hate and rage,

Now within my thoughts, you're ancient.

Your ******* dead to me.

You abandoned me.

You destroyed me.

But **** you,

I still don't need you.

I'll crush your kingdom,

Burn it to the god ****** ground,

I'll rebuild it all and spit in your face.

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