☾︎ a wild romanticizing beast, roaming these unguarded streets, is a threat the kingdom should acknowledge,

and there's such a wild chance that a naive life, unwary of such trickery has already fallen,

next time, your highness, give them a clear warning.

a sage doesn't live too long here; the likes of a criminal is always near, what a place to live,

leave acid on my lips after every time we talk,

if poison ever kills me, the blame isn't yours, what a place to live, treacherous with thought.

☾︎ we feign innocence as if we were the moons of a foreign planet,

hushed dreams whispered in the night but we know they'll never be granted,

what a place to live, leave me with a shadow that i'll learn to miss.

your highness, make sure you don't resist— any invasion that could end in disdain, treacherous with thought,

i knew you'll leave us hanging all along, but old habits die hard.

and you knew this would happen right from the start,

what a place to live,

since birth we have fought,

only to lose to someone

treacherous with thought.

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