Courage and deception
The hidden designs fate nought but dream
Sharp blades cutting through schemes
War our permanent state
The abysses of love and hate
wisdom is never clean
Tragic necessity
Twofaced reality kind and mean
The wanderer roves unhindered
The king reigns and proclaims
The sorceror drives the druid insane
The hunter and the begger seek movement
Perpetually becoming through the hallways of existence
No power inside self defined identity destiny winks
Power thick wrecking power you find in thirsty adaptability
How the men court the fancy fleeting illusions of stability
There is no such thing as peace
Truths are not singular nor do they last
They must be understood through a mask
Inside such wisdom is dirty
Survival belongs to those restless in twilight
Who become the tool, weapon, the escape, the fight
Who let the season teach them pain and life it gives
Those who leap between these contrasting perspectives
(Skiptingr)
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