Secret World

I live in a secret, sacred world. 

Beyond this single, small room. 

Past the forest filled with grace. 

Left behind by the apocalypse of the old world. 

Its fires burned and roared, 

As they conceived a new utopia. 

And the clasp of old secrets fell away. 

To leave room for a new magic, 

To roam the peaaceful lands.

The victory of the land, 

Lets the burns of the past, 

Be extinguished at last. 

And love will be safely, 

And happily held, 
Forevermore.