Reign of tyranny exalted by history
Veneered reality constructed most wistfully
How quickly we forget all the blood that was let
And the lives crushed beneath such smothering debt
Heed the whispered warning of dusty ancient mourning
No more false gold-leafing or deathtrap adorning
Are we doomed to fall prey to the fate of olden day?
Just destined to slay ourselves in this way?