Dancing larvae in the palace pond
Look what you become!
Little monsters driven by unfortunate
fate
Feeding remorselessly on royal blood
The royal blood of the king!
Oh winged warriors of dirt and
disease
Even if you change form, and
choose to reform
Even if you become noble in trait
Can you ever become, the almighty
king?
Ideas and passions, you may have
many
But how limited is your destiny!
Oh ,dancing larvae in the palace
pond
Just drink your blood and be merry!
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