For Kings And Fools

Lying atop my rusted shield
Out in the middle of this bloody field
Devoid of a weapon to wield
My skin will soon be peeled
Innards will then be revealed
Which means my fate has been sealed
As I die upon this battlefield
I wonder if I should have squealed
Would your words have been repealed?
Or would I have been concealed?
Either way I would’ve never healed
While your resolve has become steeled
They don’t see you will never yield

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