The King's Ruin - Pythia

She came on a mighty steed across the desert sand

She came with a blade of steel and a burning in her hand

And oh, she sought revenge, from he who did her wrong

And oh she would not rest for all the souls gone

She rode for a thousand days, she rode without fatigue

So driven by her hate and former master’s greed

And oh she hated him that king of blind deceit

That man of no regrets in death they would meet

But as with all who are wounded, the cut is so unkind

She loves him still though he hurt her, his body on her mind

And like all men who fall, though he had love and rule

He would betray it all for the King’s ruin

And through her love was true and a real love he knew

He would betray it all for the King’s ruin

She came like a Valkyrie, a fury in her womb

To spill that traitor’s blood, to see hint in his tomb

She rode through the desert sand, his kingdom in her view

She wanted nothing more than what she came to do

And oh she hated him and oh her blood was high

And oh her heart was keen

She tasted his lie