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A kingdom above with a maze below An infinite land out of time In forests they might yet still grow In tunnels they slowly lose their mind So much they fail yet they still try Isn't hope such a wonderful thing? A solemn tale weights on my mind Let me tell you of this world's king His rule with powers absolute His judgement not so resolute His kingdom teemed with untold dreams His ethereal muse with devious schemes Many roads sprawl through his kingdom The heart of the land beats in time Thorny is a path to wisdom Thickets and mountains one must climb Dark branches looming in the sky Death comes for all, little king Hands shaky and head held high Mind weighed, now starts remembering Beware of the false muse, my son Treacherous are songs she sings Lest you want to come undone Don't succumb to your heart's swings Grip them like a sword in hand Let dignity be your hearts guide Set your mind, don't let it bend A kindred soul responds in kind Mighty armies back at home How he wishes they were here On this quest each walks alone Doubt seeps in and so does fear Suddenly light's gentle blaze Hope comes here in short supply Eerie sight meets the king's gaze He plunges forth, his soul awry Fall awaits those gone astray Tunnels invite all who come False hope, waste and disarray Prepare to fight or succumb Creatures lurking in the depths The less one looks the more they grow Only eyes that finds their strengths Can vanquish fears above and below Now our kingdom sings a tale Of the enraptured, trapped boy-king Those brave enough heard him unveil True nature of his suffering     Whispers from beyond the veil     A strange muse watching over me     Her mask cracked, a familiar tale     But everyone seems blind to see     My heart is true and so is she     My muse is watching over me     My mind is broken, but it will heal     My need is her embrace to feel Walking in circles, empty space 'Til suffering is all that's real Always striving for embrace One that he would never feel
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Dec 11, 2017
Dec 11, 2017 at 8:45 AM UTC
The Muse
A kingdom above with a maze below An infinite land out of time In forests they might yet still grow In tunnels they slowly lose their mind So much they fail yet they still try Isn't hope such a wonderful thing? A solemn tale weights on my mind Let me tell you of this world's king His rule with powers absolute His judgement not so resolute His kingdom teemed with untold dreams His ethereal muse with devious schemes Many roads sprawl through his kingdom The heart of the land beats in time Thorny is a path to wisdom Thickets and mountains one must climb Dark branches looming in the sky Death comes for all, little king Hands shaky and head held high Mind weighed, now starts remembering Beware of the false muse, my son Treacherous are songs she sings Lest you want to come undone Don't succumb to your heart's swings Grip them like a sword in hand Let dignity be your hearts guide Set your mind, don't let it bend A kindred soul responds in kind Mighty armies back at home How he wishes they were here On this quest each walks alone Doubt seeps in and so does fear Suddenly light's gentle blaze Hope comes here in short supply Eerie sight meets the king's gaze He plunges forth, his soul awry Fall awaits those gone astray Tunnels invite all who come False hope, waste and disarray Prepare to fight or succumb Creatures lurking in the depths The less one looks the more they grow Only eyes that finds their strengths Can vanquish fears above and below Now our kingdom sings a tale Of the enraptured, trapped boy-king Those brave enough heard him unveil True nature of his suffering     Whispers from beyond the veil     A strange muse watching over me     Her mask cracked, a familiar tale     But everyone seems blind to see     My heart is true and so is she     My muse is watching over me     My mind is broken, but it will heal     My need is her embrace to feel Walking in circles, empty space 'Til suffering is all that's real Always striving for embrace One that he would never feel
Pyrhos
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Dec 11, 2017
Dec 11, 2017 at 8:45 AM UTC
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