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Emperor
O Emperor,
Great son of Heaven
Enrobed in your golden sheets
The colour of a Heretic -
Bear down upon me, Tyrant
I shall not kneel
For through your eyes - I am little more than my sex,
Full of ovarian Pearls and saccharine sweet fragrance
That so soon turns sour.
My mind, its contents are of no concern
I'll remain beautifully ignorant,
I'll play your fool's game
I'll be your concubine, a silked wrapped slave
O Emperor, you brute
I have grown sick of your peacock - feathered opulence
Lies - embroidered finery
Your substanceless words
A quiet night thought - drowns down stream
And melts on serpant tongues
O Emperor, gaze upon the ruin of your Empire
The people have rebelled - your Mandate usurped
It has discarded of you, as you have discarded of me
Bid this concubine farewell -
For I must kill you, sweet Emperor
Slit your throat and watch it spill forth -
What rich, thick red
Good Fortune's wine - Drink, drink up.
Great son of Heaven
Enrobed in your golden sheets
The colour of a Heretic -
Bear down upon me, Tyrant
I shall not kneel
For through your eyes - I am little more than my sex,
Full of ovarian Pearls and saccharine sweet fragrance
That so soon turns sour.
My mind, its contents are of no concern
I'll remain beautifully ignorant,
I'll play your fool's game
I'll be your concubine, a silked wrapped slave
O Emperor, you brute
I have grown sick of your peacock - feathered opulence
Lies - embroidered finery
Your substanceless words
A quiet night thought - drowns down stream
And melts on serpant tongues
O Emperor, gaze upon the ruin of your Empire
The people have rebelled - your Mandate usurped
It has discarded of you, as you have discarded of me
Bid this concubine farewell -
For I must kill you, sweet Emperor
Slit your throat and watch it spill forth -
What rich, thick red
Good Fortune's wine - Drink, drink up.
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