You

You

The show
of History

Paradin on
the ramp

Everyone walks
once

And then
it’s the
eternal sleep

From the
panthers

To the
likes of
Alexander

Waves of
conquest

And then
of despair

The gold
on one
side

Splurgin on
the mountain

You see
no blood

Nor the
bones

Of the
common man

Which lie
underneath

The day
arrives

You reckon
with yourself

The rise
high

And the
fall bigger

Into your
soul

And into
eternal sleep

Lies you
in the
shade of
Nature

Caution: This might be all theory

 

 

 

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