Curse of the Evil King

I rule because I am great
My father before me was king
I learned everything from him
How to dominate my realm
To be ruthless
To be feared
To broaden my boundaries
To own everything

Now I have castles
So many fortresses
All named for me
An empire in my name

My minions fear my retribution
For any disobedience
I will make them feel pain
Beyond imagination

No matter my orders,
My servants will perform
Their duties to me
Done without question

In the past, I’ve stolen so much
Impoverished many
The widows, the orphans
Even taken from the dead
Because all is mine in my realm
And my realm is greater than all

My words are inspiration
For the people at my speeches
Unveiling all the greatness
Of my daily deeds

Now when I hear the laughter
Of my enemies outside
I plot my sweet revenge
And dream up deadly ends

As I grasp any remaining power
That is rightfully mine
Standing at the top
With fist held high

How can they win?
They only cheat
They only lie
It is all rigged.

My deeds are legend….
…

And now as I grow old,
The ghosts have returned
To ravage my mind
To invade my soul
I will fight the visions
That fly through my confused mind
Like flies in rooms of spider webs
Connections sliced in pieces

How can I have regrets
When I have ruled the world?
Why would I repent
When I’ve done nothing wrong?

That is what I carry
Radiating outward
Untold energy
Masculine perfection
Pressure conquered always…

Just see my name in giant letters
See it all above, right in front of you,
And you’ll know I am the King
Dictator for one day
Who will repair the kingdom?
Only I can fix it
No science needed, just obedience
No compassion, only force required

Bow before the Evil King…