wearing the finest robes,
i sit on a coward's throne,
adorned with jewels on my head,
lies my crown of bone.
when i stand,
all must kneel,
and if you're a rebellious swine,
there are ways to make you squeal.
with the slight of my hands,
a child will die,
and the mother will watch,
and the brother shall cry.
my breakfast is gold,
and lunch: the peoples' hopes,
dinner are those who defy me,
who can be found hanging by ropes.
now leave me be,
for i have a kingdom to rule,
and if you dare go against me,
you're a ******* fool.