You stepped up the game
Now for it you shall pay
You did what you thought was right, but it was wrong,
Now you're forced in a plan, to be dragged along
In this rebellion, you're a beacon of hope.
You're advised by a man who always topes
Loved by a sister, a cousin, a friend
One's insane and one's dead by the remainder's hand.
This is your kingdom come, little duck
In the chaos, soldiers are all amok
Civilians caught in gunfire
And you? You don't know what they've conspired
You run to help a wounded child
You're just a white-clad girl with a soul of gold fire
You're guardian angel appears, your name she calls.
The last petal on the primrose falls.
Now you're on the battlefield,
Knowing what's right, and holding your shield
Your own side tricks you, now you want to fight
What they did put fury in your eyes
The ones you love are dead at your feet,
It's all your fault or so you think
You aim your bow, your anger rises,
Never again will you be what they wanted.
This is the end, hunter king
She pulled you along by a string
For your strategies you were admired
And you? You don't know what they've conspired
Your anger blinds you, you make a trap
Twisted and awful, but you couldn't see that
But, you're not evil, you never planned.
For it to be used the way it had.
Poison runs through your veins.
You have gone completely insane.
You were the voice behind her fire
Now the voice asking for a cease-fire
Your memories are gone, jumbled and contorted
The truth of your past has been distorted
What's real or not real? You aren't sure.
They are desperate for a cure.
You put your feelings in your work.
So only you would ever get hurt
She spins, and now she's a bird.
You smile in triumph, a proud, smug, smirk.
An average man with gold eyeliner,
Betting on a daughter of a miner
The girl with the spark.
The girl with the fiery heart.
This is your life, mentoring
An ally lost, a family slain
Plotting with rebels, lie to save the fire
And you? You knew what they'd conspired
This war is sick, through and through.
You died a martyr; your son will never know you
No one left that you love,
Except your axe and the drugs.
This is your kingdom come, little duck
The only person she truly loved
You were killed so heartlessly
Dying at only thirteen
You weren't even old enough to be in combat
You're just a white-clad girl with a love for cats
An expendable child from twelve
The last petal on the primrose fell.
Stone is in your heart,
Then she died and it fell apart.
What were you trying to fight for?
Was it glory? Not anymore.
The girl with the knives feared nothing at all
Arrogance was her downfall
Moaning, dying in agony
Twisted sense of morality
A red-headed girl with a fox's wit
A child strong, yet delicate
Steal to eat, eat to die.
A Twelve year old flying in the sky,
A girl from five lights up the night.
Four notes, I'm okay. I'm safe. I'm fine.
A boy who will make them Rue the day,
They took his Rue away.
A boy with a spear,
a girl with a bow
Educing fear,
District One is their home
Remembered for the wrong they did.
Remember they were only kids.
Didn't make it to the final seven
Such young souls floating to heaven.
Children forced to fight
Kill or be killed. Trying to survive
But maybe it was best to die.
It's hard to tell what's wrong or right
Snow and Coin, Cold and Greed.
Children have the blood they seek.
The fairest blood, they used for forestallin'
But now the last petal on the primrose has fallen.
If you have any questions about a certain part, I will answer them.