Moss

I am your rightful possessor I'm the waves that crash and unfurl from the sea Their sound reverberates Throughout the halls of your dreams I vamp I sup all your energy Directing your fate toward Any direction I please Please... Perish the thought that I should die All the answers are painted lies My power is infinite Fate on high Now give me your armour Now give me your sword Bequeathed all your beasts of burden But you broke your word And now you kneel, penitent! And even after death My power will still linger Your time is up, who will you face Whose ring adorns your finger A power sleeps, infinite Beyond time