Golden Queen

The dust settled,

The battle was over,

I had won the war.

 

Hundreds of corpses lay on the ground,

Blood ran in rivers,

But I had won the war.

 

Gun smoke hung in the air,

Only punctured by the screams of the damned,

But I had won the war.

 

The war was over,

It was time to go home,

I had won the war.

 

She sat on a throne of gold,

My Queen, My reason for living,

I told her I won the war.

 

Time goes by,

My Queen remains in her golden throne,

Because I had won the war.

 

Now I meet her,

By her golden throne,

I had lost this war,

But only to the mightiest of all foes.

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