Monologue by The Majesty

Have I experienced many bloody wars

with wicked foes to sow the seeds of

my Perpetual Stone.

I would become a cold-blooded tyrant

like roaring waves moving through

the surface of a large coast.

Who could overcome a fearful heart

to dare to put his sword,

upon the magnitude of mine.

But, there is no relish here for me, nor

do I have such a boisterous clown.

I am just a man who is

beholding the collapse of his

prolific time in vain.

I do want to know when someone shall

thwart me from a life with the hollow?

I do want want to know who shall put

an end to a hopeless and love-sick soul?

Ekim 2006, Baltimore.