:05:28
A homeless ruler
of the homeless...
:05:32
where shall l rest
my poor head tonight?
:06:15
No one will cry,
:06:18
''Oh, people, fire!''
:06:22
Though houses smolder
with crack and roar,
:06:30
and sparks adorn
the blackened walls.
:06:37
Who's there to shout?
:06:41
The blood-covered corpses
:06:46
of those who lived here?