You, ghastly ruler of this world

For you can’t be born

Unless you die,

 

And you can’t die

Unless you’re born.

 

You, ghastly ruler of this world,

Remember this:

Next time you’re born

You’ll simply be dismissed.

 

Your Parthenon will be in ruins,

Your polished crown will turn to sand,

And from the pleasures of this life

Forever you’ll be banned.

 

Oh, how you’ll miss your tyranny

The blood that you had shed!

Oh, how you’ll long for ecstasy,

And for the terror that you spread!

 

I will not save you lonely soul,

I can’t for I am not god.

So while you’ll agonize in tears,

I think I will just nod.

 

 

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