Beautiful moonlit skies are torn asunder, and the king is pulled from sleep. As the rain wildly stabs the earth, his servants storm the room His eyes widen as he's revealed the truth. Grave divinity subsides and he is struck with fear
'Mi'lord, the Gods have turned against you! Oedipus has gone mad! Laius..he comes for the throne.'
"He dares declare war on his own?..After all that I've done..Oh, God, he wouldn't.. "
"What is this I see? Your eyes look upon me in disbelief. I will but honor you, father, by bathing in your blood.. I've waited ages for this day You're but a stain upon my blade A wasted breath, not fit to be a sire
Tsk, tsk..you take far too long to die I've waited and waited..and finally I'm putting an end to this." He jumped at the chance to seize his heirloom: The Kingdom of Thebes Blessed by the passage of his lineage "You cower in the shadow as you cling to your life evermore; Now I will rip out your heart
Mother!
I loved you I am down on my knees I beg you just take me away from this place Its all your fault I am begging you please Just take me instead, take me in her place"
Beautiful moonlit skies are torn asunder, and the king is forced to weep. As the knife wildly stabs his face, he ponders certain doom His eyes were flooded as he fell to the floor He writhed in agony..without her solace, he can not survive
"Oh, why have you taken my wife?"
"Finally, I see.. My eyes are drowned in disbelief. I did but honor you, father, by bathing in your blood.. I have given everything...and its over now You were a stain upon my blade.. Oh how I'd forgotten..the power I'd have..control of a shattered dominion!" But disgraced by his heritage..no longer with reason to live.. "I will end this now."
The dagger paints a portrait of respite 'cross his throat A waterfall of red The only way to halt his suffering
"At last...I've won my friend..you fell for it..you fell..."Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
