Neutered Nathan's Silent Title

Oh, Nathan Neudorf sits in his chair. Big title, small spine,

not much there. A minister of affordability, they say, but the cost

of his silence grows every day. Where's your voice? Nathan, where's your fight?

You're as quiet as a shadow in the dead of night. Neutered Nathan,

where'd your courage go? Did you trade it for a title and a

puppet show? Alberta's calling but you don't hear. Neutered Nathan, are you even

here? The overlord's grin, pulling your strings while Alberta crumbles and losing her

wings. You nod and you smile, you don't make a sound,