It Could Have Been Mythos

Born from the spring of life

Raised through times of prosperity

Joy and laughter the common music

A happy time

Wrecked by the wheels of war

Broken by the battlefields

Blood, ashes and pale bones

A time to fall

Captured by despair

Heroes far away

Alone and lonesome

A time to endure

To rise again

What a dream that would be

Sorrow's rivers run deep

Not a time to build

The tide ebbs

The tide rises

A single person

A time to create a new

Tell the stories

Tell the myths

Tell the legends

Tell them all

Time must be rememberd

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