Today you'll meet your end
By the edge of the blade
Because this population
Is no longer enslaved
You failed your purpose
Brought only suffering
Sounds like a good time
To bring street justice in
And now you wish
You acted different
You see flashes
Of your life passing by
And soon you
Will start to realize
Today is the day
You are going to die
One clean cut
A lot of blood
It will be over fast
Your severed head
Will be a symbol
That no king is going to last
We detest
The way you are living
Only having you killed
Will stop the rest of the killing
We detest the way you are living
But monarchs still can be killed