The Lady And The Dormant Sponge

[A Swedish Winter Tale Episode II]In the middle of nowhereIn the eye of the stormI can hear raging thunderAnd many other clichésI remember the bird's wordsForeseeing nature's victoryIn the grandeur of its multitudeOnly but toys are we(this is meaningless)Wicked Wind!In the eye of the stormI hear the call of magicRiddles yelling to be solvedThe seven paths to Rahahaaz I must walk and forget my fearFor the ones who make this journey will acquire wisdom (and probably an extra beer)Beyond the secrets one can find hides a decision divineBut will you find the One who pulls the strings?It isn't the Lord of The Rings, though it would make a brilliant rhymeThe man who finds the answer (will) be our kingTook a nap before goingVisions invaded my dreamsWeird creatures flashing in my mindThey appear, then they disappearWhat does that mean?A sheep with a ball gownSurrounded by pygmies (Note: Why pygmies?)A lady and a dormant sponge(which will surely make sense in a near future)In the middle of nowhereIn the eye of the stormMay God spare me the wayLeading straight to the Grim ReaperSeven deadly sins, seven ways to winSeven holy paths and believe it or notI stepped in shitOff to a good start...Haaaaa!(Justifying what you've heard,Anger's knocking at my mind's door)I can't wait 'til bedtimeCan't wait until bedtime!The road will be hard, the road will be longIf you don't mind I'd rather postpone my questFor everything that's been happening so farIt really doesn't make me feel at my bestIn the middle of nowhereIn the eye of the stormThe path to Rahahaaz I will walk and forget my fearBut a week before or a week after, that is no great dealBeyond the secrets one can find hides a decision divineBut will you find the One who pulls the strings?It isn't the Lord of The Rings, though it would make a brilliant rhymeThe man who finds the answer (will) be our kingBut there's no hurry...To be continued...