Royalty

[Obscene Eyedeas]

She looked at the razor
And smiled like a queen
She spilled her crowns rubys
Straight down from her wrist

So cool and collected
Unphased so she seemed
Inside of her soul
She yearned to now see

Her clothes stained and soiled
She now loathed freedom
Not hers but that of her servants
That of her blades she could see

That once she gave in
She could not break free
Without the love of her prince
Who soon came to see

When he saw all her rubies
Fallen on the throne
He kissed her and banished
Her blade from her home