mournful cries are held up to sky
newborn threat to the lord
the seer does scry
the lizard king
he does not wonder why
as he decrees
"my son must die"
lizard king
eats his son
no crowns uncursed
ripping flesh for power's thirst
regent feeds upon his own
to maintain his blood-slicked throne
serpent seer draweth nigh
to his deadly lord
my king, he says
with sickly breath,
you cruelly killed your own
but i fear danger is near
the son is yet to die
your bastard liege to you unknown
with vengeance he now rides
lizard king
fights his son
no crowns uncursed
drink his blood to slake your thirst
regent cut down by his own
and now the son must take his throne
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