the ruler of all the lands
I could be a knight,
and fight with a sword in hand
I could make a lot of magic,
like a wizard with a wand
Or be so damn wicked,
who measure time with sand
The deepest forest could be my home,
and hunt for unicorns and trolls
The darkest dungeon could be my resting place,
and be a criminal who have taken his toll
I may posses the ark of the covenant,
and cross the traitorous red sea
I revolt against the Greeks,
and hide with the Maccabees
I could be a famous author,
who writes all the world's pain
Or maybe I'm a dreaming fool,
who drives everyone insane
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