dream *dreamers *fantasy
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The kleptomaniac dwarf
bubbled beneath the blue bonanza,
calamity sparkling in their
frivolous future.
Born, with a strange taste,This man, chews on some newborn's,Succulent organs,As he satisfies his vastAppetite, in these late hours
I wake to the song of a thundering call
A summons to a world just beyond
Lost long ago in the grimoire of time
An empire forged by rune and sword
The far away lands of spires and lore
I don't know where you live, but I live somewhere mystic. Its beauty is beyond words, it's almost unrealistic.
