The Righteous

An illustration of "Righteous Kings", modern or historic, in an extreme point of view which is partly fictional.

Obey
Never say no
For I am never wrong
I am the righteous

I know everything
I have everything
I'm the hand of God
His will is my command
And I shall do what ought to be done
Regardless of the names
The pain
The blood pouring out of splattered veins

I shall do what I know is right

Never afraid to draw my sword, cut through flesh and fight
You shall obey, you shall bow, you shall give with complete devotion
Blindly sacrifice whatever is sacred, and be devoid of emotion
For I am the righteous
And it's all for you
I do it all for you

I know all
And I'm always right, justified

My weapon is reason

I would only slay the demon
The farmers' blood now spills
From bodies of a thousand kills
Into streams that race our rivers
For they are witches not preachers
They are damned
My crops - your crops, haven't grown
And they are to blame
For the moribund land, and scarcity of rain
They are to pay in mutilated death after staggering pain
For I don't have my feast tonight
No, it's really for you, all for you
Isn't that a righteous fight?

My slaves are devils, sinners who shall pay
And their numbers multiply day by day
They mine the gold of my throne and the runes of my crowns
They hunt the feathers of my robes and the skins of my gowns
Hundreds shall die slaying the dragon king
Yet I shall have its eye on my ring
No failure is accepted
Excuses are merely delays of executions
Let them boil under my sun, their sweat feeds my thorny fields
As they build my castles, smith my cannons, and harvest my seeds
And with distorted movement from deformed bare feet
They come to me to plead
Their countless wounds bleed
On my eternal throne
I watch and moan
I order another dozen of scars
And they are whipped by the boredom of the czar
Their backs are now my stepping stones
My scepter is made of their bones
My foot shall never be disgraced
By a pace on the rotten earth I defaced
Their souls shall eternally serve
At least until the fail of their last nerve
They shall suffer for what their filthy slates read
Carved obscene sins they wore at birth, I scorn indeed
Doesn't the son of the son of the son of a condemned slave be
A sinner just like his claimed father and likewise must bleed?
So they are not the oppressed
You are the oppressed, the suppressed
And I shall be your savior
My people of endless taxes and death-bound debt
Burnt-out dreams and shattered lives because of all I've swept
Armies of my blind ambition to manslaughter unfriendly hordes
My empire shall evolve, destroy and dominate beyond the limits of our worlds
Under my command you shall waste your lives in senseless muddy battle
As your ignorant sense of loyalty takes over, you'll butcher them like cattle
I'll define a massacre;

I'll asphyxiate their men with cut throats and paint the earth with pure blood of dismembered babes
I'll annihilate their race and rape their women in glory's name

I'll burn their lands defile their temples desecrate their treasures and grant them a history of shame

I'll bathe in their blood and degenerate all that's left to slaves
You shall all be slaves
And serve who speaks in God's name
All shall be mine
And serve my feast
For I am, the righteous

Your lords are rich because they are my worthy cousins
You remain pour because thieves always walk among you
Help me find them, help me hunt them down like pigs

Till the last one of them lies breathlessly still
I'll point them out with majestic fingers, yet brothers you shall kill
They are the rebellious against my throne
So ruthlessly behead them to worthless bones
They are the  traitors who denounce my words and speak my name in vain
Who refuse to bow when my orders of doom are sent to prevail
Kill them all and you shall be
Still, my slaves of eternity
It's time you realize, there's no escape
Now you know too much, and your mind is misshaped
So stand like men and listen to my holy words
Be mystified by notes I'll play; they'll haunt you forever

Orchestrated by illusive morbid birds
Serving my feast, is your purpose in life
I drink your blood and eat your family
I chew on your soul and you feel the pain
You never die, but you live to suffer
You are mine, mine forever
Succumb, subside, surrender
Do not refuse, resist, refrain
I am invincible, invulnerable, godly inhumane
Forever your children shall crawl
And your heads will roll
All is for
I am the RIGHTEOUS

 

Author's Note

Excuse any errors, and I hope you get captivated by the horrors =)

Reviews

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Wow. Just... Oh wow. How can I begin to explain this?

You were right to hope, I sure got captivated by the horrors. :] Actually, I loved reading it, although my eyes hurt from staring at my laptop's screen. Your writing is really, really good and I know that must not sound like much from a kid like me, but I really liked it actually. I loved the morbidity and the level of darkness it had in every line; along with all that, there was a dark elegance to go along side it.
I really loved this.

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