The Fullest of Crypts is in the Open Air

Master 1

I'd grown up hearing about the agenda.

What's next, how to execute

And advance the families power.

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There was never very much

That got in the way

Of the line of site of our tower.

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Father rarely spoke to me

And when he did,

The sound was anything but flowers.

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He was one serious man

With a booming voice

And a menacing glower.

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He'd tell me of my future

Holding the world

As, before me, it cowers.

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I didn't know

The whole time

He wanted me to sour.

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Once he steps aside,

The role will be all mine,

To initiate the final hour.