I am but the reflections of those who see me...
Or I am not?
They see that which I cannot,
That which could be, or that which could be not.
For they glace upon more than what I can tell.
And say more than what they should.
Yes... I still recall the shadows of my lineage.
The greatness that it holds.
I cannot ignore the truth it foretold.
But... I believe in bonds of blood,
In truths abstract to the heart.
Incoherent to the ear,
Yet obvious to the soul.
In truth be told I must say,
I am bound for nothing more than my own illusion.
And if there are those who wish cheer at it, they are welcome.
For there will always be those who wish see it end.
Laugh with me, lend me an ear and hear a tale,
I'll draw a smile and see you stare.
Where to? I dare not comment.
I am but the reflection of what I wish you to see.
Of the story my heart wish be told.
It is the story of a tiger's fury,
It is the story of a dragon's claw,
Lived... by the serpent's law.
Embrace yourself, the journey is still half's way.
Or I am not?
They see that which I cannot,
That which could be, or that which could be not.
For they glace upon more than what I can tell.
And say more than what they should.
Yes... I still recall the shadows of my lineage.
The greatness that it holds.
I cannot ignore the truth it foretold.
But... I believe in bonds of blood,
In truths abstract to the heart.
Incoherent to the ear,
Yet obvious to the soul.
In truth be told I must say,
I am bound for nothing more than my own illusion.
And if there are those who wish cheer at it, they are welcome.
For there will always be those who wish see it end.
Laugh with me, lend me an ear and hear a tale,
I'll draw a smile and see you stare.
Where to? I dare not comment.
I am but the reflection of what I wish you to see.
Of the story my heart wish be told.
It is the story of a tiger's fury,
It is the story of a dragon's claw,
Lived... by the serpent's law.
Embrace yourself, the journey is still half's way.
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