Rant of a Warlord

Bite a piece out of peace like the most succulent

peach. Then let your ideals impeach to make an

Acephalous seat. And the most selfish of feats will

Have them kissing your feet. Missing the feast, they're

Gritting their teeth while suckling the teat. Empty your

Sheaths and slice at their knees need not it be to harken

Their pleads. Scatter your seeds and see this siege fulfill

And succeed. Then watch us secede this relic kingdom

Of sinful deeds.

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