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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


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