Mem'ries broken, the sooth goeth unspoken
i've coequal f'rgotten mine own nameth
i knoweth not the season 'r what is the reasoneth
i'm standing h're holding mine own blade
a blasted lodging (place)
without any traceth (trace)
t's only the bitter cold windeth i feeleth
t's me yond i spite as i standeth up and square
the only thing i knoweth f'r real
th're shall beest blood (blood) did shed (shed)
the sir in the mirr'r nods his headeth
the only one (one) hath left (left)
shall rideth upon the dragon's backeth
because the mountains giveth not backeth what those gents taketh
oh nay, th're shall beest blood (blood) did shed (shed)
t's the only thing i've ev'r known
losing mine own identity
wond'ring, "have i gone insane?"
to findeth the sooth in front of me i might not but climb this mountain range
looking downward from this deadly height and nev'r realizing wherefore i square
Caption this Meme
