to whose master I serve
Rage defines my strength
to whose desire I tread
Once perfect
Once noble
Yet neither
defines me full
The blackened chains
bind my crime
The wavering shadows
relate my shame
Curses!
My heart belongs to three:
My king
the inhuman righteousness
My queen
the humane vice
Myself
hew the spirit of chivalry
yet in heart the love of a common man
I long for punishment
yet the saint granted me none
the empty torture
grinds slowly
steadily
and never ending
If the world is truly just
let my king show me compassion of anger
let my queen be vindicated of her sins
and let me be the first one
dying for king's honor
Unrest, unrest, unrest
till madness holds me whole.
