Fall's First Storm

Fall’s first storm was a failed reform

And summer’s king, his blood still runs warm

Yet that relief, was not to stay long

His peaceful realm whimpered its swan song

Scattered all around his court lie those wounded and dead

Their frozen eyes pleading with their king to save their fading lives

(And leaves, they fall still)

Seconds pass, slow is their motion

Now it’s gone, that precious notion

That he could, protect all his own

Though alive, he’s mentally overthrown

Scattered all around his court lie those who he gave life

First day of spring, rising once more from wind, water, soil and Sun

He nurtured them, they joined him in his dance, but what remains?

Just falling tears melting cold bodies, of beings once alive

And leaves, they fall still!

See what you’ve done to this world

This world I came to liberate

To liberate us from this wheel?

The holder of all blame!

You still claim there are other ways?

Your ways of old have always failed

I failed but must not fail again

Then hear the words I’ve said

How lonely, the throne stands

Alone the king in times of peril

Show mercy or seek vengeance

Such heavy weights to be scaled on two shoulders

Scattered all around his court lies those who he gave life

First day of spring, rising once more from wind, water, soil and Sun

They danced, but now, it’s time to act again, a change must come

The wheel has turned, but of this knows not, the king of summer tide

And leaves, they fall still!