Hereby I thank the stars
For writing my history so far
It may not be the prettiest one
But it's more than I could've asked
.
A life full of adventure
And more than enough reasons why
Chaos both in and out of my mind
The dream of every swordsman around
.
A damsel in distress
That hides under my own flesh
A sword that's part of my soul
And a prayer beyond my power
.
A light so dark that I'm blinded
A scream so rough that sounds so quiet
Strength means nothing if I'm on my own
But it's so easy to love being alone
.
The air plays with the rumors of the last fight
For knights whose blood means promise
Cats run undercover for the moonlight
Or anyone to take the bed next to the roses
.
There is a reason behind each word
And a secret behind every look
But tears are all the same for us
I wonder if this can be called home
.
For all the details lost in a momentum of lies
And for every soul that payed our ominous price
Misplaced the key that we set for the door to regrets
Here's to finding a simple way out of this lovely maze
.
A morning when the sky shall fall over
A beautiful fall for us the loyal lovers
Us the dreamy keepers of truth
Those who corrupt kindness with no proof
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At night when the light refuses to turn off
The moment you scream a question you don't know
Are you the evil hero?
Are you the chaotic evil?
.
It would come to you as a wish on a bottle
Tricky but always full of hope
You are no hero, you possess no love
You are only a knight to serve in eternal battle
.
"The best weapon for the best warrior" they say
It calls for a tragedy epic, one for which I pray
My sword is no more than a lost item from home
Not even mine and yet the most trusted on its own
.
Now I lie after my unexpected last fight
No regrets nor something to leave behind
Nothing whispering my so desperate wish
Anything that says "remember I was here"
.
Now I lie after my desired last combat
Try not to shake as I naturally flash a smile
Think of no mercy, for I know it'll be denied
Sword in hand, I ask for nothing more
It has been the best dream of a swordsman after all