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Fool Among the Stones
Hello to all
To all that I plead
Free me at leisure
Free me at ease
Say what you will
To hold it against
Rally before me
Slay things below me
Mocking, ignoring
Burning, collapsing
All those who listen
Distant, unyielding...
To chain me so high
To strike me so low
It's all a compromise
And I'm so pathetic
The many rats abound
My company, my chorus
My backup and foundation
You can't restrain me
You've just maintained it
My hatred and my voice
It's all but a choice to make
No passing glance
No fevered shake
I'm a decoration
For your pokes and sneers
I don't want the salt from your eyes
I need no air from your sighs
Just give me the dust to breathe
And the will to find a melody.
I feel things shorter
Things darker and deliberate
My air abandons me
Sweat no longer betrays
My body's abandoning
And my soul's trying to flee
It's happening
To me
So dungeon happy
I want to continue this
This echo of bliss
But my notes, they fade
My chords, my throat
They cower and retreat
And I feel, that there is nothing left
A bitter kind of rest for a captured man
Rotting to his core while chained to the wall...
Singing to a King that died in the Fall.
