Interpretation

Ignite the stars amongst a moonlit night.
Caress the hills as you take flight,
A gentle kiss amongst a breathe of air,
Then you leave this world without a care.
Shadow builder form the skies,
Bless this place, let there be no lies,
Clip the night with soulless hues,
Where justification is nought and left with no clues..
Creep softly lest they hear you tread ,
Shriverly and mastery are dead.
Silver forked demon plaster the skies,
Looking for victims, no alabies..
Hush, just whisper, sush don't cry,
As silvery trickles form from your eyes.
Slavery is here it's a game they play,
A gentle reminder at the end of the day.
Prancing horses rear in your head
Victims from an onslaught heard with dread.
Plain and simple are words shed, as greed and torment are up instead..
Fantasy a land in our dreams, a victim of navigational neglect it seems.
Temper and toil in the night, as buisness rotates and happiness takes flight.
A causeway of trolls and choices are made, as the bell tolls it's the beginning of trade..
Centre your mind on what may seem,
For in the end it was all a DREAM...

Rakel duca

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