A Dance With Dragons by Slice The Cake
Ensconced in this dangerous game
In which we play our roles so rapturously,
Breathing flame upon the underlings
Lest they let fly their voices of dissent,
We shall stomp down with vigor this civil unrest.
And we shall tear
And we shall gnaw at them
And we shall breathe smoke
'Til there's nothing left but ashes.
Who do they think they are? A voice of reason in the
dark?
Their treasonous words poison and burn everything they
touch.
Through their dominance they destroy our world
Castrate our futures and subjugate our homes
We shall indulge no more
In this dance with dragons
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