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May 2010
within the light of his own glass sphere
In the shadows we await her here
in this house of a crimson glow
we listen to the ghosts
and watch them grow
in the world outside as the sky swirls with snow
the demons bark as they hold the gate
The monsters rise to the call of the feast
But the flame rise up to slay the beast
The castle stands tall and the ballast is true
the king though is missing as are you
Who can find him within the tower?
The time is nigh!
For the clock strikes the hour
A darkness descends a hush has arisen
the castle is empty except for the prison
but within my world my own glass sphere
they cannot touch me cannot find me here.
Even were I to wait a thousand years
and if  the crystal princess were to cry a million tears
still my corps they would not find
Still the castle tall would stand
Still the crown would lie in my hand
But in this place of desolate skies
There is no room to give good byes
For I am I tyrant within this place
I’m am a monster with a human face
for in the dessert of shaken grains
you’ll find no tears for my remains
Written by
travis swope
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     Kristen Falzon and D Conors
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