I can rip your wings
Tear them feather-by-feather
Drop them into rivers that'll
Carry them away.
I can give you wings
Oh scarlet, amber and white
Any colour you desire
I can inflict upon you.
I can rip your wings
Destroy patterns, colours
That I gave you
Now they're floating away.
I can give you wings
Each feather hand-sewn
Free of blemish, ripped seam
Made for perfect tyranny.
I can rip your wings
End your perfect rule
Your subjects don't forgive you
They don't forgive you for your crimes.
I can give you wings
Dip them in the paints
Splatter them with colours
It's my masterpiece
And I'll rip them apart.
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