It would be a lie if I told you I wasn't known.
My appearance is all that needs to be shown
to sadden the hearts of many.
There was a time when I was all the rage
of course, that was a different age,
when life was way more simple.
I could get away with anything
that would make the people sing
with cries of cheers and agony.
The excitement in the crowds would mount
it all would start with a single shout
before exploding in a singular ripple.
Despite this occuring quite so often,
it was something simply not forgotten
by all the spectators.
But when everything was over,
when I no longer recieved an official order,
I was locked away forever.
Even to this day they fear me.
Me and my lack of mercy.
For I am the king of all eradicators.
Although I no longer have a use,
I shall return, make no excuse.
My reign still isn't over.