sly rover
*Long has thou lied on me—far too long.
Thou has turned the world against me and now I burn alone.
Each pace thou takes forward is but a stride toward thy past.
Thou cant never understand the feeling of being home at last.
I sadly comprehend not what I did wrong.
But the battles I face remain to all unknown.
But the host of those who see thee unwell is vast.
It feels as though I am living way too fast.
The pain she brought me was far greater than breaking bones in stone.
A knife piercing thy core, while the King watches thee from his throne.
Long has this wound lain open—untreated, the time is far surpassed.
Thy words of forgiveness are rare and half-cast.
I have striven to stay strong all along.
Yet in this world I never belong.
Though time shall pass,
I bear yet the pain from the wound thou left.*
royal lance
pulsar merlin
vapid fiber
vast forge