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Fairreaux's Legend


There was once a boy, who dreamed of having it all.

To be known as the world's greatest musician, to stand so proud and tall.

To iginite the revolution, hold the world's hand as it falls.

As he rises from the ashes, the evolution is on the wall.

It's a pretty painted picture, dressed in exotic garb.

Does it matter from whence he came?

He intends to play the part.

Of a master magician, crafting gems the world over enjoys.

Making something out of nothing, a clear concept against the noise.

He counts Pokemon Blue and anything Nintendo some of his favorite toys.

On a mission for permission to ignite the girls and boys.

He has not a single reservation, of all that is sure to come.

If he dedicates his focus right until the job is done.

Watch him set it all ablaze, like the light of the perpetual Sun.

He is Fairreaux, he is I, and one day, I will have won.

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