Shall one dare to raise the question,
"What is the legitimacy of His Majesty's ruling?"
One would surely be relieved of their head.
'Tis alright, however, since there is still freedom.
"What such freedom exists, when one cannot question another?"
Much freedom still exists in other aspects, so fear not, ignorant one.
Anyways, you should have no reason to question His rule,
For you have served this kingdom well, my feigning innocence.
You, sir, have done wondrously in raising your sword to the enemy.
"But, Father, if I may interject, how come I do not feel free?"
You swore your blood and marrow to the wealth of His Majesty,
And now one such as you dares to raise that prickling question?
You shall have your freedom in due time, my withered husk.
"Father, who is the Majesty?"
You do not ask of the King's personal affairs.
"But, respectfully, I do want to know who it is I am fighting for."
You are fighting on the behalf of our country, for the greater good.
"Father, that does not answer my question. Who is he?"
Fine, my woeful son--do you wish to know who the King is?
He is standing right in front of you,
And he orders your execution.