I have already died upon the hill It was not worth the battle. The Light of thorns and sacrifice Are not worth the pain and blood and chattel. There needs to be a gentler place Of healing 'longst the race, Where I can sit and integrate The lessons of cruel fate. I must not falter or desist I must continue onward I must do and do and not resist Keep on moving forward. And so we play on, drinking tea Knight to E7 he breaks free cdn.glitch.global/39f98701-18b4-47fe-8050-56ee2d97fe60/Knightbreaksfree.png
In the realm of ones and zeros Where the Byte Monks rule the play Tell me why the hero always goes To try and save the day Let us talk about Godzilla Let us muse about the stars Wonder what is lurking in the ocean And how long it is to Mars... cdn.glitch.global/39f98701-18b4-47fe-8050-56ee2d97fe60/ByteMonk.png
Oh yes! I'd love another story The next episode, a rhyme, A wonderful adventure And a waltz across all time! Tell me of the baby dragon, Tell of Ember brave and true, Ember with the Shimmering scales Of purple and of blue. Tell me of the baby dragon - I want to hear of the one Where she .... fights off all her silly fears, takes her place amongst her peers, learns to read the sacred code, wield the magic Power of Toad, and surf the seas of change. Tell me of her friends the faries, And of pirates, ships and kings. Take me to where Ember visits, where Delilah softy sings, of Liquidity and Equity and something else and things. Show me neon Tokenopolis Where golden tokens dance and sway. Tell Ember's cool discoveries As she journeys on her way.
