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Originally Posted by Guy Lars beat by one vote in the RR title match
The true price of the throne.....?
I often sit in this chair....Reflecting my Choices...
Fighting off the fits of despair and Echoing Voices....
Dark is my great hall...No Cheery Banquets or Balls..
Though you can't see the blood..its Clearly Stained on the Walls..
There's the sword with which I stole the throne...I hang my Crown on its Hilt...
And I feel as if my moat has over flown and I am Drowning in Guilt..
Amongst my Court and my Troops and the Lord's and the Duke's...
My favor is waning, though they're flagrantly feigning Support for my Coup..
They wouldn't dare offer a grievance or a frown, thus I'm Handled as Royalty...
They pledge allegiance to my crown... while laughing at my Example of Loyalty...
My father once told me, during one of his Bumbling Lectures...
That "The test of a man is whether he Succumbs to the Pressure."
No doubt it is true, which is why I knew he'd ingest what I had the Alchemist Brew...
When I passed him the glass and suggested we start Downing a Few..
See it was the pressure of addiction... His Weakness for Ale...
That causes him to be left with his affliction....Weakened and Frail...
When his slumber was final...I put on the Mask of the Mourning Son..
See he left my brother the title.. I wasn't done with my Wrath! There was More to Come...
I bribed some guards to dress in viking garbs and start Sacking some Villages...
Then masterful tact, proclaimed we had to react and go After the Pillagers...
So my brother called for a troop Made of our Squadron's Best and Chased the Marauders West...
And while he was Away on this Honored Quest; I had him Framed for our Father's Death.
He returned with his troops, who I had stoned in a Horrible Slaughter...
I seized him his wife and Poor Little Daughter and decapitated them with the Sword of my Father...
My mother saw through my lies..said she was Ashamed she Created Me....
So I made her out an accomplice, and sold her to the Trader's in Slavery.
The years have since past...My Rule has been Long...
But it is nearing its last...and is often the subject of the Cruelest of Songs...
Regarded as a tyrant...And I'm fine with being Labeled as Villainous Scum....
But I cringe at the true price of the throne...Knowing I will be Killed by my Son....
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I'm not even saying that verse is
bad, but it's not good enough for a title match, and you should have won by shutout. The voting would be what frustrated me most were I to battle at a place such as Rap-Royalty.