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