Now in your mind ill cast a scene,
Of black and white; No, rainbow of colour.
This plane of crime where pawns collide,
And two players do check their lives in scorn.
Fallorn! Your battle of pride!
The outer realms where you do hide,
To manipulate man with Free-Dooms die.
And cower in a reptiles mind!!!
And what could I do against some masters eyes,
And what could you do to banish that monsters lies,
And what could we do to dispell those lordy leading guys,
We could mature, woman and man need not manipulators.
Theres an Oak whos arm you will rely,
Theres an Ash whos voice you'll hear like legends,
Theres A Thor'y'n Whos mind will wander so high in the sky,
These three will revive the legends lost light!!!
So look to Irland where three maidens dance and prance,
Amongst the flowers an unknown buds this; May.
And in the woods a Muse sits upon a Magical toadstool.
Shining with her univeral wiseness; Mind Manifests Matter!!!
Now in the stanza of times utter rebelion, faster the days do pass,
Pondering how the hours hound, though they remain unwound.
Grand father time is a friend to many, but not to those twisted profitirers,
This is who he is hurridly drawing clowser in on.
So what say you who fights with gun?
So what say you who fights for fun?
So what say you who fights for nun/none?
And all of you claim to offer your blood to the Sun/Son!
The Abode of demons and lawless men,
The Crimson hands of harlets who man made many murders.
The Shouts of rights they do bring down,
A flawless sentence of crooked noun.
Now in this epic I unwind their cast,
Theyve handled the life life a game now too long,
Its time to stand like infants not fools (a newly formed system not the old foolish one),
So we may be free at last, So we may shed tears of truth, So we may be blysical new forms!!!
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