When the threads of gold are stretched,
When the lives of men are in distress.
Pull down the lever to start this endeavor,
With the pinprick of the gold spinner to put the princess to sleep,
Bring about the winds of change as warring factions heed the call of priceless lives,
The minstrels singing to the winners who survived the fall.
With the kingdom crumpled and the men at fault,
Who is there to blame but the king's forethought?
Wherein these restless nights shall lead to turmoil and the walls shall decay.
Despise the soldiers who protect the fray,
Put arms in revolution and take back the winds...
And have it all start over again.
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 8:39 PM UTC
When the threads of gold are stretched,
When the lives of men are in distress.
Pull down the lever to start this endeavor,
With the pinprick of the gold spinner to put the princess to sleep,
Bring about the winds of change as warring factions heed the call of priceless lives,
The minstrels singing to the winners who survived the fall.
With the kingdom crumpled and the men at fault,
Who is there to blame but the king's forethought?
Wherein these restless nights shall lead to turmoil and the walls shall decay.
Despise the soldiers who protect the fray,
Put arms in revolution and take back the winds...
And have it all start over again.
