.High upon your wooden throne
you sit entrenched.
Your scalp covered with a crown of stone
to show you're hard-hard-headed.

Sing sing sing sing
For the Lady's heart
You know, know, know know that
you didn't stand a chance from the start

Mercy ain't a killing game
And it's not another word for power
It's just not the same
not even close
Try it when you're stuck
Knee-deep in muck in need of a re-

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