Once ?

If my heart ever bled
or true tears shed,
it must be the days which i really dread.

For two and a half thousand days i hated myself, for who i am.
For eight years i waited for a miracle, too hard for any divine hand.

the world's eyes is upon me, for fate decides that
loki who plays them all, is watching to see me fall.

if the kings still roamed my land
and i were to live amongst them.
than, something may change from this never ending end.

but a king cannot bestow everything
not a love , not a miracle, not a drop of blood.