I have just burnt and deleted 300 poems never seen for I can and as I done this. I drink myself to death for I can
Whatever I do I see it through for I can I leave very soon now for I can
I am the shadow maker, dream taker for I can I am the lost northern star I once ruled this land
Not soon will I return to the firmament with what is left of my hero's for my soul burns for battle as my lord intended me to be
I have to eradicate this body to leave this Earth but this shell does not die without a fight maybe something I put into this body will **** this egotistic and fatalistic me