For 939 years he is living
To live such a long long long life
I do not know if it is a curse or a blessing
Centuries swiftly passes somehow
Past to present, present to future
He was there before, he is here until now
Every death of friend or foe
He witnesses and will never forget
Left alone, soul is full of woe
The Goblin’s immortality
Was said to be a punishment
And never an eternal tranquility
The sword stuck in his heart
Is the key to death he longed for
Then only his life and misery will depart
It is only the Goblin’s bride
Can pull out the sword in his chest
So for centuries he searched for a wife
Until fate finally reveals itself
One look, ahh, a lovely bride he met
Sad love he utters to himself
This love will cause him death
But after a long time, it made him feel alive
Now he don’t want to lose his breath
But his choice will only bring demise
And his newly found happiness
Will only last until his bride dies
Pull out the sword, the Goblin will turn into ashes
Let him live and his bride will die
What a tragic story, love until one perishes
*“I have to disappear to make you smile
This is the decision I have to make,
I have to end my life”*
It was long ago planned by a diety
Immortality not a reward but a punishment
A sad love, it was their destiny
Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 8:54 PM UTC
For 939 years he is living
To live such a long long long life
I do not know if it is a curse or a blessing
Centuries swiftly passes somehow
Past to present, present to future
He was there before, he is here until now
Every death of friend or foe
He witnesses and will never forget
Left alone, soul is full of woe
The Goblin’s immortality
Was said to be a punishment
And never an eternal tranquility
The sword stuck in his heart
Is the key to death he longed for
Then only his life and misery will depart
It is only the Goblin’s bride
Can pull out the sword in his chest
So for centuries he searched for a wife
Until fate finally reveals itself
One look, ahh, a lovely bride he met
Sad love he utters to himself
This love will cause him death
But after a long time, it made him feel alive
Now he don’t want to lose his breath
But his choice will only bring demise
And his newly found happiness
Will only last until his bride dies
Pull out the sword, the Goblin will turn into ashes
Let him live and his bride will die
What a tragic story, love until one perishes
*“I have to disappear to make you smile
This is the decision I have to make,
I have to end my life”*
It was long ago planned by a diety
Immortality not a reward but a punishment
A sad love, it was their destiny
