David’s Bastard

There’s a man on the floor bleeding

All his demons are feeding

The room is red but painted black

These are moments they can’t take back

There’s a woman screaming

She feels like she’s dreaming

He was a brother, father, and son

He was praised like the Chosen One

Absalom’s spirit stands over his body

This is the end of David’s legacy

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