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I am Master Shane, Wolf Prince of the Elven home land Ter Nan' Nog. I have travelled long a far to seek out the one that will bring peace to my home. She will be known throughout my land one day as the greatest of all queens. We have sought the legends and know she is here among the folk of this land. I come in search of her and hope to find her swiftly for the fate of my world rests upon her soul.
The Sleeper
I feel the sleeper
He has slept within me for a generation
I feel the actions of his... my other selves
Residing in my brain
Awakening my soul!
Can I ever be what is expected of me?
Can I ever control what is inside of me?
Do I control the sleeper?
I feel the fire of his raging strength dragging at me
Howling sweet revenge for my people... for my land
The revenge of my people
It sounds so good
So right, so me!
Can I ever be what is expected of me?
Can I ever control what is inside of me?
Do I want to control the sleeper?
If I were a man of the cloth or a man of the
World I could understand what was demanded
Of me, but I have no other insight
Or Mindworld of My own.
Tiss nothing but a paradox!
Can I ever be what is expected of me?
Can I ever control what is inside of me?
Do I want to see the sleeper?
I can feel the rage of the sleeper
Doubting the world I have chosen,
The ways I follow, what I do
The things that make me human.
What makes me who I am!
Can I ever be what is expected of me?
Can I ever control what is inside of me?
Do I want to feel the sleeper?
I will fight with all my humanity
Struggle till there is nothing to see
Scream till there is no one to hear
Flail in the darkness of my own sleep
Die in the arms of my swooning madness!
Can I ever be what is expected of me?
Can I ever control what is inside of me?
Do I want to confront the sleeper?
Insanity is my only answer
The rage is unending
My human delirium shattered!
My human life destroyed!
My human soul forfeit!
My human mind devoid!
Can I ever be what is expected of me?
Can I ever control what is inside of me?
I am awakened I am the Sleeper! |
When the darkness finds you all alone and you wish to hear the sweet music of the Wolf Prince you have but to raise up your voice and call out his name. And upon the winds of good fortune he shall ride to thyne side.
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