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There is screaming in the distance
There’s panic in the air
Clear signs of strong resistance
Show the struggle of the heir
I’m not aware of what I did
To make you hate me so
So tell me brother, what it was
What made this hatred grow?
I thought you were my brother
I put my trust in you
Though we share not the same mother
I thought you would be true
Oh, Damen, what a foolish man
You have grown up to be
Only those who knew not of my plan
Would place their trust in me
Our father now has passed away
My poison did him in
In Akielos I will stay
My reign will now begin
I’m sending you away to Vere
To be the prince’s slave
Though, to you, I say beware
You dug his brother’s grave
There’s ringing in the distance
Bells tolling in the air
They tell not of the resistance
But of the “death” of the old heir
I remember thinking idly
Shortly before this
It’s not naive to trust your family
Oh, I promise you, it is
