Mortal kings are ruling castles
Welcome to my world of fun
Liars settle into sockets
Flip the switch and watch them run…
The devil so clever with your little tricks
With your heart so cold and your head so sick
That even the boy with the mind so quick
You were able to push to the edge, like breaking a stick.
Silent, sullen, sneaking in the shadows so stark
Tried his best to hide but kept glowing in the dark
Until he realised it was futile, hiding was never his cause
And he lived not for anonymity, but for the applause.
A ghost visited the man to take back what’s rightfully his
Left with a debt, while the visited man, a crucial clue he missed
Blood is thick and crimson, his ragged scarf was blue
And a single note on the blood-red fruit left to say I O U.
Breathing is so dull and life is so boring
Newspapers, TV, all but dull fairy tales over and over
To save me from the aridness, I wrote my own ending
I died in the end, but then again, that’s what life is for.
THE GAME GOES ON
So you saved the day, got redeemed and honoured
Defeated me after a million tries
But you forgot that heroes always get remembered
But legends surely will never die
And so the curtain rises and the game goes on, you see
So my dearest archnemesis, solve this one last riddle: Miss me?
I’m taking back the crown
I’m all dressed up and naked
I see what’s mine and take it
(Finders keepers, losers weepers)…