de blindas rike är den enögde kung

He takes her within his hands,
liquids pouring from her glands.
Steadily his blows descend,
She may never breath again

Whimpers heard from her remains
echo all throughout his reign
As he blithely claims her trhone
he grasps what he's always known

No more her touch will grace his brawn,
their vital poise forever gone
Her throne turns into his abyss
and her whimpers become his