Another Time

I promise you, I am from the broken time! Where I watched the world burn through trees of pine. You don’t believe this mess? Well, there’s not much I can do, but confess. So, you think these chains will prevent me from traveling? As the magic starts unraveling. You say I’m delusional. But what you are doing to me is unconstitutional. I promise that I will disappear. And go back to my time where I will reappear. And I will go back to harmony. Where you will not be able to harm me.