First, the people depose their vigilant king out of spite; then they taunt him and torment him; when he still will not confess, they kill him; unsatisfied still, they abuse the mocking corpse and scatter the remains, covering them thinly in their avenging haste; tired at last of hearing the grieving creaks each time they step upon a shattered bone, they send out the ghouls to rob the graves and burn the last and every fragment in one frantic flaming pyre; then fall to sob on the once-sacred soil laid waste by their madness.
>> First, the people depose their vigilant king out of spite; then they taunt him and torment him; when he still will not confess, they kill him; unsatisfied still, they abuse the mocking corpse and scatter the remains, covering them thinly in their avenging haste; tired at last of hearing the grieving creaks each time they step upon a shattered bone, they send out the ghouls to rob the graves and burn the last and every fragment in one frantic flaming pyre; then fall to sob on the once-sacred soil laid waste by their madness. <<
Hmmmm.... How can I be appropriately politically incorrect? O, yeah:
Frickin' homos.