In my tower, I watch the dying lands
Grain locked away by my command
Starvation's a tool, war is the plan
My power swells as hunger spans
Through cracked streets, silent woes tread
On dreams deceased, my legions fed
Their suffering weaves my grand design
Under my rule, no light shall shine
With every empty belly, my power grows
Silent pleas fuel the wars I chose
Cursed in whispers by those who grieve
In shadows, I thrive, in their tears, I believe
A colossus in the ashes of their plight
Clad in the misery of eternal night
My crown forged from desolate cries
In famine's grip, my empire lies