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I'm uploading this in quite literally the last minute without even a single proofread. Yeah. Enjoy.
An ancient text, it spoke
Of one that had awoke
Traveling through the snow
Comfortable in the cold
Not by spell, nor by a charm
Could it do any harm
Not by will, nor by strange force
Could it end its remorse
Not by the Moon, nor the stars
Could it heal its scars
And on a Winter day
It begins to decay
And as snow is falling
It is now slowly dying
I knew I could not smell
Yet I smelled cold winter air
I knew I could not feel
Yet I was loyal like a dog
I knew I was no sheep
Yet I had a shepherd indeed
The snow rises
And it will protect
The snow rises
And there is no storm
The snow rises
And I am born
I remember a lost day,
A day so far, far away
We went out, casual stroll
To where he took his toll
As we walked upon our path
We had forgotten the way back
And it was then they came out
And it was then the Master’s shout
And there I stood and bravely fought
Yet it was his own safety Master sought
And it was when they saw me crack
They began a fierce attack
It was over when I finally came to
And there was no doubt it was true
There I stood alone as I had once been
For the Master was nowhere to be seen
As my end slowly grew near,
I walked, absorbed my fear
Near the lonesome woods,
Two villagers with dark hoods
I approached them and greeted,
But into the woods they retreated
With a naive tempo I followed
Attempting to kill my sorrow
Surrounded by cold, lifeless ground
They were nowhere to be found
At once they came out to kill
For coin, or perhaps for thrill
As I was ready to face my demise
I saw an army of one shadow arise
When I finally looked around,
There was no life, nor sound
I continued along the void of my path
Walking boldly, not looking back
After a short distance I had once again
Reached the place where I had lost a friend
Perhaps there was a reason I circled around?
Perhaps there was something meant to be found?
I stood on the fragments I held onto
Wondering if what I thought was true
And it was as the snow began to melt
And it was as I did not know what I felt
And in the ground that was below
That I saw a cave which was hollow
And it was in that very specific hollow cave
That I saw a decaying body of a man so great
I could not feel, but I felt a sense of relief
Something to finally soothe my grief
My master had never run the other way
He merely slept so he may fight another day
And it was then that I began to melt
And it was then I finally knew what I felt
And it was when I thought he had gone
That I realized he had been with me all along
Decided to include a jukebox for nostalgia sake. RIP Cohen.
Ancient Text / Introduction
An ancient text, it spoke
Of one that had awoke
Traveling through the snow
Comfortable in the cold
Not by spell, nor by a charm
Could it do any harm
Not by will, nor by strange force
Could it end its remorse
Not by the Moon, nor the stars
Could it heal its scars
And on a Winter day
It begins to decay
And as snow is falling
It is now slowly dying
Rising
I knew I could not smell
Yet I smelled cold winter air
I knew I could not feel
Yet I was loyal like a dog
I knew I was no sheep
Yet I had a shepherd indeed
The snow rises
And it will protect
The snow rises
And there is no storm
The snow rises
And I am born
Runaway
I remember a lost day,
A day so far, far away
We went out, casual stroll
To where he took his toll
As we walked upon our path
We had forgotten the way back
And it was then they came out
And it was then the Master’s shout
And there I stood and bravely fought
Yet it was his own safety Master sought
And it was when they saw me crack
They began a fierce attack
It was over when I finally came to
And there was no doubt it was true
There I stood alone as I had once been
For the Master was nowhere to be seen
The Walk
As my end slowly grew near,
I walked, absorbed my fear
Near the lonesome woods,
Two villagers with dark hoods
I approached them and greeted,
But into the woods they retreated
With a naive tempo I followed
Attempting to kill my sorrow
Surrounded by cold, lifeless ground
They were nowhere to be found
At once they came out to kill
For coin, or perhaps for thrill
As I was ready to face my demise
I saw an army of one shadow arise
When I finally looked around,
There was no life, nor sound
I continued along the void of my path
Walking boldly, not looking back
After a short distance I had once again
Reached the place where I had lost a friend
Perhaps there was a reason I circled around?
Perhaps there was something meant to be found?
A Heart of Snow / Conclusion
I stood on the fragments I held onto
Wondering if what I thought was true
And it was as the snow began to melt
And it was as I did not know what I felt
And in the ground that was below
That I saw a cave which was hollow
And it was in that very specific hollow cave
That I saw a decaying body of a man so great
I could not feel, but I felt a sense of relief
Something to finally soothe my grief
My master had never run the other way
He merely slept so he may fight another day
And it was then that I began to melt
And it was then I finally knew what I felt
And it was when I thought he had gone
That I realized he had been with me all along
Decided to include a jukebox for nostalgia sake. RIP Cohen.
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The only thing I can think of that is sort of "negative" (just for the sake of complaining :P): I'm personally not a fan of AA BB CC rhyme schemes as I find them not "flow" as well as others, but that's just my taste of course.
I wasn't going to use rhymes at first but then it just became natural and I stuck with the AA/BB/CC. It's an interesting scheme for me but I can understand why some don't like it.
Thanks for the criticism though c: