Mortals Kneel Down

Poetry

Photo by Naassom Azevedo on Unsplash

Yes! Yes! I’ll follow!
I’ll follow!
I’ll die for you Queen, take the lead!
I’ll follow you from crimson fury!
I’ll follow!
I’ll die!
Give me the glare of a Wild Beast!
Give me the glare Queen, and I will follow!

Yes!
I hear the screaming, Queen.
I love you my Queen.
I love you my Queen.
I love you for what you will make me.

I will follow, yes.
Give me the glare of a Wild Beast my Queen!
Give me the glare, NOW!