Woe To The People Of Order

Oh violence does call me, I’ve answered before

I’d made many en’mies, I’d settled my scores

But I did grow weary and I settled down

And proudly bore the weight of my crown

I lived on my lonesome away in the far

Where there was no violence to trouble my heart

I’d hung up my sword and I’d raised up my hoe

And lied as I said that I ne’er would go

But came a cry from a man that I’d known

Someone to whom rare compassion I’d shown

And so I opened up my door

To the man who promised me blood and war

Oh, woe to thee, ye people of order

I hope your homes continue to smolder

And that you never rise again

And leave me be and leave my friends

I followed him far to a distant land

Where he had been exiled by one single man

His horns they were wicked, his power was great

And you looked in his eyes and were swallowed by hate

He took me to shelter, his humble abode

A pitiful cavern his comrades called home

He handed me bedding and bid me adieu

And I sat and pondered on what I should do

For I craved violence, I crave to be free

From the people who wish to control me

Yes I believe in anarchy’s rein

I know that dictators only bring pain

Oh, woe to thee, ye people of order

I hope your homes continue to smolder

And that you never rise again

And leave me be and leave my friends

I prepared for battle, I hoarded and schemed

But I did not know all was not what it seemed

My allies unstable, their loyalty thin

Yes we would have victory but what would we win?

The battle was chaos, blood roared in my ears

A chain of explosions, they looked up with fear

They set up a leader and shouted hoorays

And I shuddered and realized that I’d been betrayed

Is this what you want, corruption and power?

Well I won’t stand for it, this is my hour!

Now I release my beasts upon thee!

And I laughed in pain as I watched them all flee

Oh, woe to thee, ye people of order

I hope your homes continue to smolder

And that you never rise again

And woe to those who called me a friend

I fled until silence was all I could hear

The voices once screaming now hummed in my ears

The cold it was lonely but I was alone

And I promised that I’d not let blood taint my home

But then came a message from my only friend

Oh warrior hide, or else this is the end

They’ve bound up my wings and they hunt for your head

They promised me justice but they’ll see you dead

They came to me with an armed battalion

Held an ax to my innocent stallion

And said: Now it is your turn to bow!

See how the king has fallen now?

They raised an anvil and laid me below

They thought to crush me painful and slow

But I did live, and I did flee

And I put my pick through the butcher’s teeth

Oh, woe to thee, ye people of order

I hope your homes continue to smolder

And that you never rise again

And woe to those who called me a friend