Here I am, a king on his throne.
I sit here all day and nothing more.
I sit and watch yet the kingdom needs more.
Here i sit as I watch, wishing for more.
I was a king, yet I still sit.
Here it ends as I watch it fall.
Everything ends but as it started good and now, it ends here, where I sit.
They are coming for my head and the throne deserves better but more. It started with the crops and bandits, the crops died, dried and the gangs grew more by the day.
No! That's not all, yet nothing was done and I sat here. If only I would have known their was a greater plot. The people turned away from it's laws and our nation. The city burns. The outsiders come. Riots break the silence. The wicked gain power. Yet, here I am, as I sat, waiting for more.
Everything has been evermore be twisted up side down and simply tossed right side up into chaos. I hear, the kingdom of the damned at my doors. No hope is left for them.
The kingdom in ruins and forever doomed. But, here I sit and wishing I have did more. The darkness grew. The people twisted.
No laws nor order left to hold.
I was a king.
And, here I sit.