The Coup of Cing Capitul
Just when you ensured you ruled planet Numiloax
Bust in the door, the dude who come to make ya croak
Ghost colored eyeballs, his right one was droopy
His stance was a little off, appeared quite spooky
No joke bloke, with a mean looking doobie
Took a no joke toke and blew out black smoke
Spoke not a word, just hummed himself a tune
(Hmmnn huumm hmmn huumm)
(Zoinks!)
No talk is needed, you both know the game
It ain't nothing personal, just business bout the dame
Unspoken no mercy rules, he don't honor your fame
And he only takes down his foes with no restrain
A king and his killer and a whole lot of silence
Conversation being held with nothing but eye squints
Threw a dagger at his brain to kick off the violence
Mighty strong toss, but missed him by five inch
Coulda swore you seen him teleport, but how?
Took a look around, didn't spot him, then POW!
Blow to the back of the ribs bursts your airbag
Fistful of force leaves a skid where the knuckle drags
Struck by his sword hilt, square on your crown
Respect for bolding two blows before going down
He takes a step back for his last attack
While you get up actin like you could fight back
You're whack, he scans you to check what you're packing
Then in a flash he's learned your fight stance like a fact
Nostrils flare, he grips blade and angles the flat
Mighty jacked, power cranked past the max
His eyes lack mercy as he eyes you like a measly morsel
Lips crack into a grin, straight from the devil's rack
Just then the sun goes black
Three second stack, then thunder cracks
He moves too fast for human reaction
Blink of an eye and he hacked off your back shin
Don't got enough time to mourn the loss
As he's already resting your fate in a coin toss
Lost, shoulda known you never could prevail
Frightening how he makes your life so frail
He reads your thoughts like brail
He knows you know you ain't getting out like a steel
Trap
You gasp with a shutter as you feel his cold grasp
All at once, every bone, your whole body snaps
Skull crack, vision black, thwap, that's a wrap
Bust in the door, the dude who come to make ya croak
Ghost colored eyeballs, his right one was droopy
His stance was a little off, appeared quite spooky
No joke bloke, with a mean looking doobie
Took a no joke toke and blew out black smoke
Spoke not a word, just hummed himself a tune
(Hmmnn huumm hmmn huumm)
(Zoinks!)
No talk is needed, you both know the game
It ain't nothing personal, just business bout the dame
Unspoken no mercy rules, he don't honor your fame
And he only takes down his foes with no restrain
A king and his killer and a whole lot of silence
Conversation being held with nothing but eye squints
Threw a dagger at his brain to kick off the violence
Mighty strong toss, but missed him by five inch
Coulda swore you seen him teleport, but how?
Took a look around, didn't spot him, then POW!
Blow to the back of the ribs bursts your airbag
Fistful of force leaves a skid where the knuckle drags
Struck by his sword hilt, square on your crown
Respect for bolding two blows before going down
He takes a step back for his last attack
While you get up actin like you could fight back
You're whack, he scans you to check what you're packing
Then in a flash he's learned your fight stance like a fact
Nostrils flare, he grips blade and angles the flat
Mighty jacked, power cranked past the max
His eyes lack mercy as he eyes you like a measly morsel
Lips crack into a grin, straight from the devil's rack
Just then the sun goes black
Three second stack, then thunder cracks
He moves too fast for human reaction
Blink of an eye and he hacked off your back shin
Don't got enough time to mourn the loss
As he's already resting your fate in a coin toss
Lost, shoulda known you never could prevail
Frightening how he makes your life so frail
He reads your thoughts like brail
He knows you know you ain't getting out like a steel
Trap
You gasp with a shutter as you feel his cold grasp
All at once, every bone, your whole body snaps
Skull crack, vision black, thwap, that's a wrap
Credits
Writer(s): Logan Singleton
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