I will arrive at your castle
I will sit on your golden throne
I will drink delicious wine from your gauntlet
I will clench your diamond-encrusted scepter
I will wield your mighty sword
And I will do so violently
Before you slip into that endless sleep my dear king
I will kneel by your side and whisper in your ear
Calmly and firmly
“Being your Queen stopped tickling my fancy,
Since I wasn’t enough wife for you.
I stood by you tried and true
Danced in heaven and endured hell all for you.
When it was your time to fight a war inflicted on me
You abandoned me to brave my own storm.
You had her in my bed and for that, I should have your head.
Your abdication of my trust and loyalty is what granted you this fate
You will feast with the dead
While I run your estate.”