The Palm Tyrant

It's been 900 days

Since I fell in coronation

These peasants, they adore me



My crown is shackles

Deliberation censored

Their life is in my hand



We must be strong

We will rise

Upon to

The Angel must die



What is this?

They’re standing affirm

I know! I'll create genocide



The sacred palm

It guides them to

I'm God, I’m the only one



We must be strong

We will rise

Upon to

The Angel must die



On we go, kill the King

Ostracise validity

Fear no more shed for thee

Free this life from tyranny



No!



Flee I must through grove and trunk

Way to old life I must find