Visions of honor
National identity
Feudal patronage
Is it heaven’s will
Fealty, nobility
I think it is not
The war engines roar
Burning loyalty to fuel
Sick machinations
Asking the question
Are we impoverished without
A king or a queen
Our bones bought and
sold
Our blood and hope, like
strong drink
It was not enough
To kill and die for
Assuaging our
conscience, while
Redeeming our spirit
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