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A Subjectless King
Control
Force fear upon those in need
Corrupt
Bend words to help you succeed
Origins and past forgotten
Like a lake in dead of winter
All the life inside has left you
Leaving only bitter cold
Tyrant
Take for granted those you need
Warlord
Hatred is reality
Nothing left but empty struggle
Like the ship, it keeps on sinking
Turn against all those who love you
Power kills companionship
A wounded stray will die in the cold of the night
Even death would seem less brutal in the warmth of firelight
Keep enemies closer, but don’t let them taint your friends
Supremacy means nothing if you’re lonely in the end
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