Gearing up for the battle lines
Are allies from the other side-
Members, meant to advise,
Each acting to misguide.
Off with the heads of the loyal
Fallen in traps of tempting coil.
There resides an empty throne;
Heroes beaten with utter savagery,
Relationships that once been sown
Overturned by debauchery.
Never to be seen again are those
Etched out of history:
Surrendered captives in gardens overgrown.
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