Climb No More

 

All eaten up by power
Succumbed to craving more
Contracted with your tower
Nothing but a common whore

 

People all around you
Just pieces on a board
All at your command
All for you to hoard

 

The blinkered view getting narrower

All seemingly bound to your will

 

Slowly but surely

Thorns in your crown

 

When will you have enough
Does that concept even exist
In your twisted world of power
Of an ever hungry clenching fist

 

I have to confess
Admit my guilt
By doing nothing I allowed
Your empire to build

 

Slowly but surely

Thorns in your crown

They bore inwards

And you will go down