Forlorn Blessings To The Dreamking

Oh, how I faint when I call upon your
aid. Feeling the loss of burden and
hearing cries from flowers raped.
When you alone set kingdom on fire,
I admire the beauty of love lost and
hellish desire.

As your slave.
How can I ride upon hillsides
when the beasts that beares me is at war with
the sight of me?
Shall I tend to your desire?
- Let him feed on the sluts that spat on me...
...Let me.
My eyes and my heart is at war with
them.
Let me, and I shall carry you and throw you
into waters that kept me and mine
alive.

Share the joy with me, fiery one.