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Cerabelum


Power, no one man should have it,

So don't get mad with me when I see past the reach of the world unseen,

Word to my mother, who taught me to dream,

Even when it seemed like hell,

I broke free like Heru,

Then I met my villain,

Horus vs. Set put into a depth so vivid it was like a dream,

Know the dream of a man,

Now I stand,

Stronger, clear, proudly

But how loudly can a lion roar

When he is in the face of the dragon

The Taurus in a warrior mixed by heroes

In a society that suppresses the voice I scream silently

 

 

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