The King

I'm Zachy, the limeric king
You like it? It has a nice ring
This blogspot is fun
but after I'm done
I'm going to go talk with my queen,

We will talk till the night turns to day
'cause we both have so much to say
we share a smile
and for a while
I float on a cloud where I lay.

Never Again

I art but a mere pawn
In thy game of love and chains
Thou art but a strumpet
Tis be a sad and sorry state
My heart has finally desided whats true
Thy hold on it be nevermore
My love lies in another
Joy and happiness runs in my viens
Tis is all I ever wanted
Thou art gone from my life

Quiet

The quiet of the night
infinite silent stillness
so begins the epic plight
souls grow restless,

Fascination with the moon

power of a shadow

will arise to it's height soon
no more graves remain shallow,

If you remain still
quiet the fear within your soul
the undead will have their fill
but your your heart stays black as coal.