He takes her within his hands, 
liquids pouring from her glands. 
Steadily his blows descend, 
She may never breath again 

Whimpers heard from her remains 
echo all throughout his reign 
As he blithely claims her throne 
he grasps what he's always known 

No more her touch will grace his brawn, 
their vital poise forever gone 
Her throne turns into his abyss 
and her whimpers [bad word] his