Paroles de Fantasy

I fantasied so many times of winning The game of games, the game of life, day and night Turned to the heavens, hands outstretched, pleading Warlock of earth, waeving spells, casting signs I'm but a drop in the seas of time Wasted away as the years go by As I grew older, I learned to love what I never liked Sensing power, people feared and shunned my sight Fearing themselves, they saw in me reflections An age they'd known, a soul they sold, fading light I'm but a grain of dust in the sand Blown by the winds into forests, onto lands