Musings Of A Rabid Lamb

Catering to the deceived
What a violent delight we now weave  
An alliance soaked in vengeance  
Bloody and ever changing    
   
You too shall see  
Come rain, come drought  
Come the snow on a mountainside  
I am all things now, forever  
   
For kings shall kneel  
To my shadow over the land  
That overwhelms everything around  
Way up high and down low  
   
Your queens will dine  
Feed on scrapes from my table  
For they will know anguish  
Woes I suffer even still  
   
The children must sing  
Unholy hymns of a deeper kind  
Describe my haunting hour  
Deep in the hollow
   
Where I lay my head  
New cities will rise from nothing  
Where my sword sheathes  
The uninvited abide  
   
And where I expire  
Fate comes crashing down  
A hundred days of mourning follows  
My name still remains    
   
All of this I demand  
For a shroud and an ending  
If I can’t reign as Nazarene himself  
Then I’ll wear a crown in hell