As the Governors palace is seiged, Azdak is appointed Judge. Two years of hilarious anarchy and corruption ensue.
lyrics
There was a civil war in the land.
The rulers were unsafe.
Now Azdak was made a judge by the Ironshirts
Now Azdake remained a judge two years.
Great houses turned to ash, and blood runs down the streets.
And the rats come up from the sewer,
And the maggots out of their meat.
The thug and blasphemer lounge by the alterstone.
Now, now, now Azdak sits on the Judgement Throne.
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