Fallen
• Written by Denigme
All I had, I lost it.
All in the last minute.
All I possessed, I tossed it.
Because I thought I was winning.
Life is ironic, right?
Tears falling down as I write,
The whole world was in my palm.
Now, I'm alone, despite I was the man on the throne
Power's the only thing I've ever known,
I used to be adored,
now I am on my own.
All of my blood has been spilled,
on the same town that I've built.
All of my family killed,
I just can't take all this guilt.
I just can't handle the rage.
All of my letters I ripped.
They said: ''God Bless the King''
Now, I am dying in sin.
This is the end, it seems,
How did it end up like this?
I used to be respected.
Now, I'm being killed like a thief.
This isn't what I expected.
Victim of my own greed,
but, now I've been freed.
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Denigme
Member since September 16 2018