I’m the Queen of
Context, and this is
My decree:
Context always matters
Deny Us and you’ll be
Denied just like you’ve denied We..
Long live Context;
Long live
We
I’m the King of
Ye, and I deny
Yer “decree”!
I’m entitled to this
Throne, my dear
Beneath me shall ye be..
Ye matter not, ye’ll be erased and
When I reign, I’ll set the pace
Of the seen and unseen..
With ye removed there’ll only be
The emotional outburst, the rage without
Ye
Now listen to Daddy, princess
And be gone from me..
I’ve strings to pull
I’ve people to rule
And fool to add fuel the fyre
I’ll set the world ablaze
As I twist their faith
To doubt fyre succumbs to water
Without
Ye
I’ll make haste
For there’s gold to take
And take and take…
They’ll stab each other’s backs!
(As I raise the Smithy’s tax)
Never knowing ’twas I
Who created The Enemy!
They won’t stab mine,
I can guarantee;
Because they’ll never know
How their twisted eyes see
The horrific We who exist without
Ye
