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King of the castle

rows of soldiers standing still in the dead of night sandstone sentinels outside the castle's walls I watch down upon them from the tower expecting them to move as if they were real as if they could protect my dreamworld place for am I not King of this castle? they should not just stand tall but fight the demons outside the walls moving in the dark, advancing
I wait in vain, knowing my defenses will fall soon I'll be run over, defeated in the light of the full moon I'll wake again into a world I wish to be no part off not King of the castle but a slave to the waking world reality