Ordinance
You cruel king
did you mention that there are chosen ones
who come forth
We wear the crown
god used to wear
this gruelling weight
it feels right
Feel the choking
blackness of a new year
so familiar
so devastating
You cruel king
you cruel king
Maybe completed
maybe divided in six
accomplished by foreign hands
it is here
where are you
It distorts the ambiguous
feeds life with decay
thirst and death
immanent in ill-gotten souls
it is here
where are you
Writer/s: Secrets of the Moon
