The king of the wastes

September 20, 2015

I will wander the desert

I will ponder deep midnight

I will dare the gods with my effort

I will declare my oath in moonlight

I leave their stagnant city

I reave their false, cowards hearts

I shake their small, resentful pity

I break their decadence into parts

I have made merry the wastes

I have preyed on hollow thrones

I have rethought values to my tastes

I have brought a crown for wind and stones

For I wandered the dessert

For I pondered deep midnight

For I dared the gods with my effort

For I declared my oath in moonlight

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