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I've so much to say and yet I cannot speak
Come and do my bidding now for I have grown too weak
My weary eyes have seen all that life can give
Come to me, oh young one, for you I can forgive

I stood where no man goes and conquered demon foes
With glory and passion no longer in fashion
The hero breaks his blade

Cast this shadow long that I may hide my face
And in this cloak of darkness, the world I will embrace
In all that I endure, of one thing I am sure
Knowledge and reason change like the season, a jester's promenade

Lying at my feet I see the offering you bring
The mark of cane is on our faces, borne of suffering
Oh, I long to hear you say it's not been wrong
I stand before you now, a riddle in my song

The answer is that sweet refrain
Unheard it always will remain
Beyond our reach, beyond our gain

Trapped in life's parade, a king without a crown
In this joy of madness, my smile might seem a frown
With talons wrought of steel, I tore the heart of doom
And in one gleaming moment I saw beyond the tomb

I stood where no man goes, above the din I rose
Life is amusing though we are losing
Drowned in tears of awe