the crows gather 'round.
In nothing but ruins,
and pieces on the ground.
For the empire's crashed,
the crows squawk too loud,
the kingdom in fury,
the knights run away.
The thoughts of the moment,
the term "seize the day"...
seized the castle,
to everyone's dismay.
Now the empire is ruined,
the cobblestone lay.
The statues are broken,
history is made.
For shan't this be forgotten,
the ruins a memory,
for an empire's crashing,
is but sweet progress being made.
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