Fall's First Storm

Fall’s first storm was a failed reform
And summer’s king, his blood still runs warm
Yet that relief, was not to stay long
His peaceful realm whimpered its swan song

Scattered all around his court lie those wounded and dead
Their frozen eyes pleading with their king to save their fading lives
(And leaves, they fall still)

Seconds pass, slow is their motion
Now it’s gone, that precious notion
That he could, protect all his own
Though alive, he’s mentally overthrown

Scattered all around his court lie those who he gave life
First day of spring, rising once more from wind, water, soil and Sun
He nurtured them, they joined him in his dance, but what remains?
Just falling tears melting cold bodies, of beings once alive
And leaves, they fall still!

See what you’ve done to this world
This world I came to liberate
To liberate us from this wheel?
The holder of all blame!
You still claim there are other ways?
Your ways of old have always failed
I failed but must not fail again
Then hear the words I’ve said

How lonely, the throne stands
Alone the king in times of peril
Show mercy or seek vengeance
Such heavy weights to be scaled on two shoulders

Scattered all around his court lies those who he gave life
First day of spring, rising once more from wind, water, soil and Sun
They danced, but now, it’s time to act again, a change must come
The wheel has turned, but of this knows not, the king of summer tide
And leaves, they fall still!