Trumpets blaring
clouds parting
all staring
in a roar
He's come! He's come!
He's come again
we've too long
ached for more!
Indeed my children
I've woke again
with three years
under my belt
I've been up
and I've been down
I've been numb
and even felt
No longer a boy
of sixteen years
as my journey here
had begun
But you don't care, I have like- what?- three followers?
anyways, I'm nineteen now.
and don't bother, I'll make applause noises for myself with my mouth.
Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 3:37 PM UTC
Trumpets blaring
clouds parting
all staring
in a roar
He's come! He's come!
He's come again
we've too long
ached for more!
Indeed my children
I've woke again
with three years
under my belt
I've been up
and I've been down
I've been numb
and even felt
No longer a boy
of sixteen years
as my journey here
had begun
But you don't care, I have like- what?- three followers?
anyways, I'm nineteen now.
and don't bother, I'll make applause noises for myself with my mouth.