So, what now? *looks at clock. Time is ticking.
It's hope on a string, a string with no end
you carelessly cast, let helpless just lend
and lending their souls, is how it shall be
with veils over eyes, not letting them see
Your games are not won, you're yet to fool me
My chains you must tug, until I'd come free.
Come, join with me, show that you're real
Just prove me wrong, you've let me long
and long, and long - to long for the day
the day when we'll all, just throw you away.
Or can you change? and lead us astray
and back down your path, before you decay.
If just you shall be, then let us all know
like moths to a light, just drawn to the glow
A myth's just a myth. Can be nothing more
We've all just forgotten who you're fighting for
If you are like us, for those you adore
Or let evil live, to serve ancient lore.
I sit and remember words long written down
of the misunderstood, with thorns in a crown
piecing together the quotes in my head.
should I just stop, my mind has been fed
or take in some more, let greed win instead
A few ideas just hammered into my suffering computer. Just like that - hammered.
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Oh dear. looks like I fell out of the space-time continuum.
AND. I just stole your lungs.
AND. I just stole your lungs.