Castle of the Wasteland
This castle my keep
bound imprisoned in my endless sleep
cast then thy gaze upon me and despair
across the barren wastelands of tundra
hear my eternal mantra
"..better to rule..than to serve"
In this hollow place
stand I in this mocking light
meanest thou to bend me to thy will
Father of forgotten rites
Thy will be done
in all but one
Cast out but not ashamed
Do I care who is to blame
Taunt me then with your pultry light
Freedom won in this flight
Can you now guess my name?
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