The prince's father was a holy man
And sat upon the throne with sword in hand
But his time had come to pass the throne
To the prince who had been known
To cause ruckus and dismay
To spill blood while he enjoys foul play
So sit on the throne he did
And he who was crowned king, now forbid
Any acts or actions that vexed him
If they dare, they would be teared from limb to limb
A tyrant, he was called by his own
For their hate had overgrown
To become a hand of judgment by any means
which cuts off the demons head at the guillotines