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Esthar (An Age Of Corruption)

from Murond Necrohol by Jaffar

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Death is bright as death is real.
Hands cannot create collapse.
Hell has frozen over twice.
Finally, the harvest yields.
The solar patten, a perfect elliptical.
It cannot permeate without an ethical semblance of identity.
Who takes the throne when the king is relieved?
Slower breathing stops the bleeding.
The dead awaken with the sound of deafening trumpet blasts.
The angels appear but their wings are burnt unholy black.
You've granted us a pardon.
You've granted us a moment's peace.
You've separated the palace doors from the lion's teeth.
But in doing so, you summoned every ghost we left behind.
And in their anger, they remember every request we denied.
Don't deny your legacy.
Your lineage will follow the decrees you've set forth.
Don't ruin what you've worked for.
Four more years!
Three more cheers!
Two more beers from you to we, the people you left behind.
It takes a village to raise a tyrant.
A villain to rule a valley of idiots.
We'll rise to break apart your reign!
The fields you've conquered bear no fruit, for fruit is not your claim.
Plot soil for graveyards to commemorate the ones you've slain.
For a moment, we were sleeping.
For a moment, we knew what peace was.
But in an instant, even peasants felt that sickening bloodbuzz.
A courier brought news of war and famine from the East.
Every vassal's vessels ruptured waiting for the yearning feast.
Listen to your weakened king.
These words, he spoke softly thus:
"I have done nothing but steal.
End my campaign if you must."
Every princess needs a hero.
Even idlers need a host.
Every lover needs a phantom.
Even kingdoms have their ghosts.
For a moment, we were sleeping.
For a moment, we were dead.
The curse of pride follows the crown upon a head.
A symbol of oppression.
A simple change in management.
This message was brought to you by a concerned malcontent.

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from Murond Necrohol, released September 9, 2015

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