The empire falls
Like it's apologued ancestor
Into the mire that
Greases the gears of
This bastard age of progression
Can this be
The only truth
That purpose
Leads dependent progenity
On the same
Damned complacent wall
That felled the
Children that time
Once fostered
Will it be said
That this usurper's
Tower of babel
Grace us to
The deepest depths
Rather than our
Own impious throne
Among those who's
Ears follow universal
Vitriolic Sciolism
Can your fallible majesty
Comprehend the
Timeless cry of
Paternal lineage
Though I will die of my own accord
Through a legacy unborn (As you did father)
Of a life unfulfilled (As your father did before)
Despite frivolous labors (And his before him)
Of countless generations (And as my son will)
It should only be right (This world shall)
That through I (Know rightfully so)
Your sins are outdone