Pandemonium - The Fall of the Blackbird

 

The knights returned from battle

Bandaged, body and soul

Head of the ruler in hand

It was a rabid spectacle

Swords crossed until the helm burnt down

The townhouse bedlam climbed over their stone walls

They wait like the bats hanging upside down in the trees

Nightfall comes in light years and the gallows scream

Like the mocking birds of the kings naivety

The children screamed in chorus hiding underneath their beds

Their houses once homes now battles fields instead

"Burn away this memory", they beg 

The kings guard were nowhere to be found

Civility began storming castle grounds 

The taste of flames on the tip of his tongue

His gilded cage, his worst enemy now

The bottled lighting poured from the sky

And electrified the first of his nine lives

A coup they called it but the enmity, immature

A kingdom is a people even if their ruler falls

Tilt my crown, I dare you through the smoke

There was rage dressed in armour and the tears went down like wine 

Mud etched fingers and the motherland joined the fight

Tilt thy crown, and savour every drop of pride

A friend of a friend who knew the emperor

Said it was too late to round up the dogs

He undressed himself in front of his council 

And decided his sleep was all that was lacking now

Buried in his linen he slept as sound as he can be

And a thousand miles away a pandemonium stood on its feet

The blue blood rained down on to the city streets

Laboured by the only fight they had ever seen 

Tilt thy crown and beg for the life of a simple being

Dawn broke like a starlet on the edge of her opening scene

Swallowed by the veteran Sun, the war began to cease

Tilt thy crown and let it fall to your feet

Buried in his linen, the emperor slept as sound as he could be

And a thousand miles away the pandemonium died in its sleep. 

-auctor