Why do you blame me for her strife?
You forget I was your warrior Queen
Supporting you through times so lean
Encouraging you to be your best
Your staunchest ally against the rest
Whenever you gave voice to need
I sprung to action by word and deed
Now you claim I've lost my mind
Afraid lest anyone should find
The truth you hide behind the mask
You gave up riches
To keep your bitches
And a broken drinking glass
I understand my King divine
That you are having a terrible time
Seeking someone of authority
To hear you tale and then agree
In your heart you realize
It wasn't me that fed you lies
I nurtured you in truth with love
Empowered by the One above
Now the ashes of greedy lust
Will turn your iron heart to rust
You did trip
Busted your lip
On a broken drinking glass
For years to come you will learn to mourn
Dreams that are as yet unborn
Dreams your adviser cursed and damned
Will be fathered by another man
When she handed you that steely knife
To amputate you tree of wife
She neutered you and your generations
All you father now is frustration
Blood soaked shame
Stains your fame
And that broken drinking glass
Truth prevails, truth be told
The facts you try to shape and mold
"Look at what she done to me"
Such self indulgent alchemy
Steeped in anger set to boil
What, may I ask is your goal
You cannot hide from what you are
You can try but you won't get far
Forever lost
But for the cost
Of a broken drinking glass
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