[Askari]

Baby, why you so mad?
I watched her innocence gleam silver on a dagger of truth..
Nightmer over. Awaking in a red cold sweat,
Peace is resumed.
She was there again, perched in an ice castle
built on meretricious promises,
Somnoloent, loathesome,
I marched toward her in a line that did not just consist of me,
but a precession of a million men marching melancholically -
Step, drag, step, haul,
Follow the leader, follow the pall.
I recalled as a halcyon view caught my eye,
The sigh of fecundity, blossom & sky:
She tried to kill me in a dream, for what seemed a crime,
A trial, judge and sentence that she'd provide.
I recalled as my phone's exasperating ring
Interrupted a participation in a terrible thing,
Switching to silent, carrying on,
Follow the leader, follow the pall.
Rumours spread like crows to the hollering shotgun.
To alter the outcome I had to move fast
But the rumours rolled and were read rapidly
Before them into hell I could cast.
Yes. I did it. I know. It was bad.
But I swear to you now it'll never happen again.
Baby, why you so mad?
I watched her innocence gleam silver in a dagger of truth
And pinched myself to no avail,
This was no nightmare, this was no dream,
This was a king being killed by his queen.
The silver sunk softly into my soul,
the red blood flowed brilliantly from the sweetest wound,
Releiving me of a burden with a smile
With not pain or resentment:
Merely a stab of repentance.
A million melancholic men watched as I was marched toward the ice castle,
Family following, friends and all,
Step, drag, step, haul,
Follow the leader, follow the pall.

[Askari]

Baby, why you so mad?
I watched her innocence gleam silver on a dagger of truth..
Nightmer over. Awaking in a red cold sweat,
Peace is resumed.
She was there again, perched in an ice castle
built on meretricious promises,
Somnoloent, loathesome,
I marched toward her in a line that did not just consist of me,
but a precession of a million men marching melancholically -
Step, drag, step, haul,
Follow the leader, follow the pall.
I recalled as a halcyon view caught my eye,
The sigh of fecundity, blossom & sky:
She tried to kill me in a dream, for what seemed a crime,
A trial, judge and sentence that she'd provide.
I recalled as my phone's exasperating ring
Interrupted a participation in a terrible thing,
Switching to silent, carrying on,
Follow the leader, follow the pall.
Rumours spread like crows to the hollering shotgun.
To alter the outcome I had to move fast
But the rumours rolled and were read rapidly
Before them into hell I could cast.
Yes. I did it. I know. It was bad.
But I swear to you now it'll never happen again.
Baby, why you so mad?
I watched her innocence gleam silver in a dagger of truth
And pinched myself to no avail,
This was no nightmare, this was no dream,
This was a king being killed by his queen.
The silver sunk softly into my soul,
the red blood flowed brilliantly from the sweetest wound,
Releiving me of a burden with a smile
With not pain or resentment:
Merely a stab of repentance.
A million melancholic men watched as I was marched toward the ice castle,
Family following, friends and all,
Step, drag, step, haul,
Follow the leader, follow the pall.