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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