My God! These grapes taste sour!

My God! These grapes taste sour!



As I bite into the soft sweet fruit,
My ego drunk with power,
I suddenly realise with mounting horror,
My God! These grapes taste sour!

This castle I have built myself,
Is crumbling by the hour,
And so I curse the Lord above,
My God! These grapes taste sour!

I remember back to happier times,
When I ruled from my Imperial Tower,
Alas such times are now lost for good,
My God! These grapes taste sour!

What was my mistake? Where did I go wrong?
Why have I been overpowered?
Surely no blame can rest with me,
My God! These grapes taste sour!

To hell with you all! Burn in hell!
This world I shall now devour,
For I have nothing less to lose,
My God! These grapes taste sour!

Great El, I had a very strong sense of deja vu reading that.