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Twisted

 

Suppose that night you didn’t dream

of lions prowling tranquil city courts 

Suppose you didn’t dazedly escort 

a tragedy through the door seam

Suppose that old man Eugene 

had used that golden inheritance to thwart

that black omen that waited in it’s shadow fort

Suppose he lost trust in that worm’s scheme 

But here comes the dragon, the dragon, the dragon

with eyes that found yours before you had turned

with the face of a boy that evades every trial

Oh, here comes the dragon, he’s tugging his wagon                                                         

of children’s toys and trusted items burned

Oh, here comes the dragon with his upside-down smile