The Wicked Kings End

Bring me a cup of bloodred wine
Shall be my end
Without penance Ill devide
By my own hand
Theyre standing at the gates
They want my head
But when they reach the tower
Im already dead

The mob it screams
Release the pain
The whole kingdom
Soaked with blood
The mob it screams
Dethrone the tyrant
For he wants to be like god

Kill the king
His head shall roll
Sleep well
The Hangman calls

Now I hear their hateful steps
Theyre close to me
I drink the wine, it tastes so sweet
The time is short
The world it blurs, the poison works
I throw the cup away
The door it opens with a bang
I laugh, they are too late