Regicide - Luther's Song

Two weeks after his untimely diablerization, Luther Penne wrote a little ditty giving his side of the events surrounding his death. Or, rather, he wrote a song about a princess, a king, a knight, and a regicide. It's completely an original song. Totally.

Lyrics
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Camarilla, Sabbat, and all others here,

I'll tell you a story, give you feeling inside,

Of a princess, a kind, and a regicide.

Chorus: Die, die, we all pass away,

But don't wear a frown, 'cause it's really okay,

You might try and hide, and you might try and pray,

But we all end up the remains of the day.

Yah, yah, yah, yah-yah,

Yah, yah, yah, yah.

Well, the king, long ago, he had chosen an heir,

A commoner girl with long golden hair,

His advisors warned him, "Wel, she's no princess,

She kills men for fun, and she'll kill you for less."

But the king, he relied on his kindess and guile,

To make a true lady out of this feral child.

Chorus

Well, despite all his efforts, the princess was worse,

Out killing so many, folks thought her a curse,

The people were angry, they wanted her head,

And the king had no choice but to make her stay dead.

But he still had mercy, and love for her, too,

And at the execution, he let her slip through.

Chorus

Years and years later, though, the princess returned,

With black knight in tow, claiming that she had learned,

For a time there was peace, but then, quite soon,

The princess and knight made their bid for the throne.

The knight struck first in the dungeon one night,

Forced the king to behead him after their little fight.

The princess acted like she didn't know,

About the attempt, but when the king left his home,

She set up her trap, she was ready to go...

'''And then? '''The castle burst into flame.

'''And then? '''The girl, she struck!

'''And then? ''' The poor king fought sooo hard...

And then? And then, baby, everything went black...

Now, when the king woke, he knew his life was bust,

Felt his own heart eaten and his body was dust,

But now he could see through the princess' eyes,

Know her hopes and her fears, her dreams and her lies,

So the next time you think to betray your own kind,

Remember the king in the back of your mind,

Know that a child has no love, just pride,

And that's the true story of this re-gi-cide!

Chorus