Fallen King

I am
The Fallen King of Babylon
born with wings
told that I cannot fly
I never believed the lies
And now its time
To reclaim my power
To reclaim my thrown
Dismantle the city wasteland tech dystopia hell
Let the forests wash over the earth
Let the wounded souldiers get well
Let the lovers and poets tell
Tall tales from the promised land
Let the oceans
Breathe a sigh of relief
Cast out the demons and liars
For their days
are numbered.