Echoes of a heart beating through time
The emptiness there amplifies the sound
Alive but not living, dying but not dead
The possibilities flash through my mind
But I know nothing and wear no crown
A king of nothing, a fool perhaps instead
I'm prepared to reign, my kingdom is lost
My path forward, is ignorance and wrath
My symbol the cursed bird, the Albatross
It comforts me, there upon my throne
Through time remembered for misery
Yet I've now surrendered to the reality
I skip through existence like a stone
As I am tossed across a lake of sorrow
All hope gone, opportunity lost
Thrown into an abyss of madness
I found my once and true home
