Everyone sees through you
How do you sleep at night?
Translucent eyelids dont keep out the light

Eyes that bulge apathetically
From your engorged (yet empty) head
Resting on a pillow bursting with dreams that will never take

flight
Songs that one time soothed their weary minds and tired limbs
Become hauntingly, disturbingly, and loudly chanted hymns


Frozen-hearted martyr-maker
What keeps you safe and warm at night?

A blanket woven with the flowers of forced labor
Dyed and colored with the blood
That you robbed from prisoners and slaves

Admit it, you get off more when they are fighting to escape

And what holds you up there,

High above the rest of us?
Mighty only if the sheets weren't pulled over your head
The posts of your bed carved

From the bleached bones of your dead
The faces of your apparitions dripping with the tears they
shed

This is where majesty lies awake feeling corruptly luxurious
Is this where dignity lies awake? In a cradle fit for a king?


Frozen-hearted martyr-maker
What keeps you safe and warm at night?
A blanket woven with the flowers of forced labor

Dyed and colored with the blood
That you robbed from prisoners and slaves
Admit it, you get off more when they are fighting to escape


You are not my hero; you're only my sovereign
Im not encouraged to follow in your noble, shallow footsteps;

Just expected to obey
And even though you're the one that represents all of
humanity

You are still only human
The backbone of immortality breaks every time:
Our fatal flaws turn to fatal lies