Woe to the People of Order

Oh, violence does call me, I've answered before
I'd made many enemies, I'd settled my scores
But I did grow weary and I settled down
And proudly bore the weight of my crown

I lived on my lonesome away in the far
Where there was no violence to trouble my heart
I'd hung up my sword and I'd raised up my hoe
And I lied as I said that I never would go

But came a cry from a man that I'd known
Someone to whom rare compassion I'd shown
And so I opened up my door
To the man who promised me blood and war

Oh, woe to thee, ye People of Order
I hope your homes continue to smolder
And that you never rise again
And leave me be and leave my friends

I followed him far to a distant land
Where he had been exiled by one single man
His horns they were wicked, his power was great
And you looked in his eyes and were swallowed by hate

He took me to shelter, his humble abode
A pitiful cavern his comrades called home
He handed me bedding and bid me adieu
And I sat and pondered on what I should do

For I craved violence, I crave to be free
From the people who wish to control me
Yes, I believe in anarchy's reign
I know that dictators only bring pain

Oh, woe to thee, ye People of Order
I hope your homes continue to smolder
And that you never rise again
And leave me be and leave my friends

I prepared for battle, I hoarded and schemed
But I did not know all was not what it seemed
My allies unstable, their loyalty thin
Yes, we would have victory, but what would we win?

The battle was chaos, blood roared in my ears
The chain of explosions, they looked up with fear
They set up a leader and shouted hoorays
And I shuddered and realized that I'd been betrayed

Is this what you want, corruption and power?
Well, I won't stand for it, this is my hour!
Take on these beasts, I'm now friend to none
If you think you're a hero, then die like one!

Oh, woe to thee, ye People of Order
I hope your homes continue to smolder
And that you never rise again
And woe to those who called me a friend

I fled until silence was all I could hear
The voices once screaming now hummed in my ears
The cold it was lonely, but I was alone
And I promised that I'd not let blood taint my home

But then came a message from my only friend
"Oh, warrior hide, or else this is the end
They've bound up my wings and they hunt for your head
They promised me justice; but they'll see you dead!"

They came to me with an armed battalion
Held an axe to my innocent stallion
And said, "Now it is your turn to bow!
See how the king has fallen now"

They raised an anvil and laid me below
They thought to crush me painful and slow
But I did live, and I did flee
And I put my pick through the butcher's teeth

Oh, woe to thee, ye People of Order
I hope your homes continue to smolder
And that you never rise again
And woe to those who called me a friend

I returned from battle all tattered and worn
And stumbled upon a poor child forlorn
He told me his story, he told me his woes
As I thought up a plan for our mutual foes

I stealthily went to familiar lands
As I gathered my weapons and laid out my plans
But when the poor child spoke with friends he had known
He abandoned our mission and left me alone

I gathered my hounds and made them devour
The allies I once knew; sweet friendships now sour
And let explosions rain from on high
And gladly bid my final goodbye

Oh, woe to thee, ye People of Order
I hope your homes continue to smolder
And that you'll never rise again
And woe to those who called me a friend

Oh, woe to thee, ye People of Order
I hope your homes continue to smolder
And that you'll never rise again
Now leave me be, for this is the end