KYO - Aku no Musuko | Текст песни

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*laugh*
\"So, shall we start?\"

A long, long time ago in a faraway place
A kingdom lay standing tall, full of wrath and no embrace
This country was ruled by a young and beaty King
Though the most ruthless ruler anyone had ever seen

Luxuries were not short, but as far as one could see
A maid with the same face tending to his every need
The name given just to his royal steed was Josephine
Anything and everything all belonged to this King

Being short on money? There couldn't be such a case
Simply pluck the pennies from the people paying rates
Not a single step can be made to soil his royal stage
Or you won't have any chance to age

\"Now, kneel before me!\"

Vile petalled rose, blooming the path you chose
Savage colours staining all where he goes
Pitiful weeds try to force their way out of the ground
Nevertheless, they all wither and die without any sound

His highness, though cruel, still had a captured heart
A fine young woman of blue was where it all began to start
But another prince from nearby had caught her eye
A man of green who treasured things that money couldn't buy

Ignorance is bliss, truly, but knowing was his fate
His jealousy had blinded him and he just couldn't wait
With a whisper to his loyal maid, this is what he said
\"I want to finally see that foolish young man dead\"

Thus that night, houses of people tumbled down in flames
Voices rendered silent, this is what the town became
Many tears fell and cries of pain became a prayer
Our King tyrant didn't seem to care

\"Oh, look! It's time for tea!\"

Vile petalled rose, blooming the path you chose
Savage colours staining all where he goes
Doubtlessly refined, the flower sits among despair
Ah, surrounded by thorns glinting from the morning sun's glare

Patience wearing thin, people began to yell
No longer able to sustain peace where they had dwelled
The leader of the pack was a boy of pure red
Fighting though the odds he knew were as thin as a thread

The rage came from that accumulated over time
As if the people counted his each and every crime
His soldiers stood no chance through their war swept aching bones
So his Majesty was left to face them all alone

The crowds swarmed the court once they had broken through the walls
All within had left the grounds with no meaning at all
Certainly a single lad could not defy a crowd
Captured that day, he had lost his crown

\"Your awful disrespect disgusts me.\"

Vile petalled rose, blooming the path you chose
Dismayed colours staining all where he goes
The paradise that he had established at last
Shattered into fragments as if it were broken glass

A long, long time ago in a faraway place
A kingdom lay standing tall, full of wrath and no embrace
This country was ruled by a young and beaty King
Though the most ruthless ruler anyone had ever seen

His death was scheduled to be held when the clock struck 3
The bells would toll and from his cage, everyone would be free
The man who was once the King of this country far away
Sat in his own prison, soon to lie dead and decay

Striking sounds signalled that the time had come around
The chiming bells seemed much duller than he had ever found
Staring out at the many who praised him before
The last words he could manage simply were:

\"Oh, look! It's time for tea!..\"

Vile petalled rose, the wilting path you chose
Deceased colours staining all where he goes
Now he's just a story floating as they all observed
The Son of Vice had got everything he deserved