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Ilmoita käännösongelmasta
Crown of deceit, shadows hidden from sight.
Whims as laws, in his ego's grand spree,
Subjects ensnared, a realm far from free.
A kingdom of mirrors, illusions galore,
Panthone's rule echoed a distorted shore.
In the haze of his mind, no errors to find,
Silencing voices, he left truth behind.
Dancing on thrones of grandeur alone,
As whispers of dissent in the air were sown.
A deluded dictator, his rule in disguise,
In the echo of history, a fall to chastise.