The Night Gattoria Burned
a song in three parts
(with due credit to Cheezey, Lady Bast, and Aaron Sorkin,
each for providing inspiration for a third of this bizarre 
little endeavour)


Gattoria burns
the nameless god howls

	they shot him down
	they shot him down
	they shot him down in a parking lot
	like a dog

stomping tearing destruction
cackling
mace reared plunging down
babies and mothers burning

		you're the last thing that I need tonight
		singing in my ears that what we had was right
		my first love, my last love,
		you were always my light
		you're the first thing that I'll need tomorrow
		and the last thing that I need tonight

Gattoria burns
crumbling towers the men scream
no mercy
blades slashing
corpses half through
he drinks the crimson sacrifice

	a noble man lost his mind
	they called it an execution
	for the people
	by the people
	he knelt before them
	did not beg
	they shot him down

and Gattoria burns
smoking choking burning death
stink of new order in the air
who rules the chaos land
who stirs the bleeding ashes

		you're everything that I ever wanted
		you're more than I'll ever need
		one night we shared, for one night, we cared
		and I will never be past you
		I dream of you holding me tight
		you're the last thing that I need tonight

	he fell
	crumpled
	broken
	strings cut
	eyes open
	the hawks took wing
	the dove bled

ashes cling to my arms
drifting through piles
looking for my lover
down in the barren fields
of many-towered Gattoria