Link, He come to town
Come to save,
The Princess Zelda
Ganon took her away,
Now the children dont play
But they will, when Link saves the day,
Hallelujuh!
Now Link,
Fill up your hearts
So you can shoot,
Your sword with power
And when your feeling all down,
The fairy will come around
So you'll be brave,
And not a sissy, coward
Now Link,
Has saved the day
Put Ganon,
In his grave
So now Zelda is free,
And now a hero shall be
Link,
I think your name shall go down into history.
His powerful wings stretched wide,
Beating effortlessly to keep us aloft;
The cool wind that whipped his hair behind him
Let me feel it was feathery soft.
I had no clue as to his name
Or why he had come to my rescue,
But I did know one thing of him:
His intentions were just and true.
The waters benath us rolled white as snow,
And the dolphins followed us, jumping
And playing; they were our guides,
Though the wings of my savior guided us a-thumping.
A stretch of land lay before us,
Its tall mountains of steel and glass glinting
In the morning sunlight of Berlin's fall.
He showed no signs of acknowledging my hinting.
Would he accept my offer of heart?
Could he understand human love?
So many questions flew through my head,
But not as graceful as we glided above.
We landed on the roof of one building,
With crowds gathering beneath our feet;
And with such grace he flew away,
Like a God from the lands of Crete.
I never saw him once again,
But I care no longer to see his face upon my bust,
For he is seen in my memory,
And he will return for me, I trust.
He will slay these men who strangle
Me, and I shall call him: Mein Engel.
The choir then burst the fun’ral dome
Where my Uncle Vince was laid,
And found him, tho’ within the tomb,
Still warm as life, and undecayed.
With blood his visage was distain’d.
Ensanguin’d were his frightful eyes.
Each sign of former life remain’d,
Save that all motionless lies.
The corpse of Vincent they contrive
To the sepulcher to take,
And thro’ both carcasses, they drive
Deep in the earth, a rumblin’ quake.
And since then, I realize
That all shall die when drunk with mead,
And those taken, close their eyes
To see themselves, buried and dead.
As I stared deep into her jade eyes,
Clouded by her final mistake,
My heart turned into cold blue ice,
"Why," asked I, "must we have such a fate?"
The men in coveralls took my love away,
leaving me kneeling, knee deep, for there I stayed.
As the lights and sirens into the distance faded,
And my tears frozen, falling like the snow,
My misery found me kneeling, I was not jaded;
With it, it brought its cousin, dear cousin, Sorrow,
to eat away at my now frozen, chosen heart
as I watch everything, my everything fall apart.
With the Winter's last hart watching my tears intently,
beneath the silent silver Moon,
I cast my sail, full billowing sails southward silently.
And soon, I sang my mournful deathly tune:
As ages pass like a song well sung,
Sonja, my love, shall lie a graceful angel; an angel, forever young.
COMMENTS
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cadrewolf
23:03 Apr 08 2008
COOL JUST FINISHED THE GAME