So today I took a little trip and I saw and did some things, and they got me to thinking. I didn't write at all while I was away, and I regret that. But I'm giving it a go now and writing until the battery on my laptop dies.
I walked a rotted post
as if it were a catwalk
a red carpet
a path paved with daggers
my birthright
my destiny
a rotted post.
Soverign kings upon the earth.
Catch all, catch one, we fall.
Our dominion stretches from sky, to sea, to sky again.
Do not deny me anything
Within the reach of my hand.
Were I given the option,
I would have you expunged.
Stripped from every pore.
The memories ripped from where they clung,
burnt right out of my core.
Where I given the option,
you would be no more.
Unfortunate then, for both of us
that I was never given anything.
Soverign kings upon the earth.
Catch all, catch one, we fall.
Our dominion stretches from soul, to soar, to soul again.
Do not deny me anything
Within the reach of my love.
You are nothing.
The sun, the sky, the trees,
the woman dancing in the breeze,
the laughter, tears and hacking coughs -
these are something! Anything
would dare to be so...
so...splendiforous.
By virtue of it existing
it would sing.
By virtue of being worthy,
it would sing.
For being,
it would sing.
You are an empty vessel,
and you do not sing.
You sound when mournful wind disturbs your corpse.
Sovereign kings upon the earth.
Catch one, catch all, we fall.
Our dominion stretches from love, to hate, to love again.
Do not deny me anything
Within the bounds of my wrath.
There is nothing that I cannot take.
Nothing upon which I shall not slake
my thirst
my appetite omnivorous
and though you are nothing -
and all your days will amount to nothing -
an enterprising scavenger
could find a feast within your life
and ferret out the tears and strife
and claim them for himself.
Oh, but do not ask "What is it?"
For only you know the value of a theft
a theft of life.
Soverign king, over the earth.
Wrong one, wrong all, you fall.
Do not deny me anything.
Do not deny me anything.
Do not deny me anything.
Or I will come to call.
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