You Should Have Slain Me

To die you left me You should have slain me I stand before you Now you shall face me I am the bastard Of your carousing I am the true heir And your undoing Father your henchmen And lackeys surround me Cast not the first stone and you shall be saved Lies! You foul wretch! For I have no heir (What I do by night Is my affair!) From your words It's clear that you're insane Now! For your life You must prove your claim [Servants & Villagers:] Round the fires the Thralls Pursue their folly Prophecies and foolish tales of old Of an ax the elders tell a story "When the Ax is freed from hell A single stroke shall break the spell When the Ax is free again A brutal reign shall meet its end"