Tell me, tell me who you are.
My lord.
Let me taste the stars
and soar Betwixt them with you.
Tell my goats to bore their tooth's of gold
and chew right through
And spit
And tell my men to turn to lynx
Filled with pride and warmth and spirit
Tell my soldiers very more
to give me up their lines of heart
And tell the dragon
in my soul
to not
tear me
apart.