Thousandfold

Sprinkled by the trappings
 Of words make the outlines
 Blur on the showplace of made history
 The folk is willed
 Parrot the dished up tale
 The lure of a higher meaning
 Cheat, you had to create
 An enemy stereotype
 To receive your absolution
 A frothy, poor excuse for your foray
 To disengage the deeps of your encumbrance
 Behold
 All our gold
 Thousandfold
 Bereave me
 Declined
 Truths ensign
 Forever mine
 Bereave me
 
 March in with ten legions
 Whilst crucial weapons, not the pillum
 But the feather held in your hand
 Penned in blood
 Your tall tales rule the forum
 Altering it into the battlefield
 I, the spectral guise
 Evoking these barring fears
 Pestering your conscript fathers
 I smile at my demise and while I die
 I cherish the roots of my persereverence
 Behold
 All our gold
 Thousandfold
 Bereave me
 Declined
 Truths ensign
 Forever mine
 Bereave me
 Behold
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 All our gold
 Thousandfold
 Bereave me
 Declined
 Truths ensign
 ♪
 Forever mine
 Bereave me