A Thousand Years From Forever (Twenty)

The Waterloo    
Below Sea Level    
   
The Golden Palace    
   
Somewhere In The Midst of Time There Is You    
   
My Queen, please wait and slow down    
I hear his voice, and that is an unwelcoming sound    
The King, where is he, I must get to him    
This is not a feeling, on a whim    
My Queen, please just stand still, and tell your Ladies-In-Waiting, what is going on    
This movement of chaos occurred upon moons ago, the result, and I humbly bow to tell the slice of my truth, where I was dethroned    
The wind at my back, there was once a beguiling Sire    
Who could woo the fair maidens, with words dripping with lustful desires    
My Queen, this story has circulated among these sacred waters, a Queen who was tempted by the loins of a handsome King, both were like two Phoenixes to return to the beginning of its fire    
My Queen, I hear voices    
Yes, fate has met destiny, not by the crest of putrid choices    
Follow behind, and remain quiet    
And please summon for my Royal Knights, in case the incite of words, will ever manifest into such a rebellions riot    
As our Queen wishes as she says    
I do hope this deterrence, if such, does not hinder the official planning of my Royal Ball    
And the invitations have been hand delivered far and wide, and I sanctioned the prestige announcement to be held by several Kingdom Queens and all    
My Queen, there are circulating rumors, heard by the Queen of Sheba, will make an appearance, I would feel honored for her to be in the circle of my grace    
We Queens, have bi-partisan issues to strengthen the gathering of womanhood and represent each Kingdom, every race    
   
My Queen, cease you worrisome upon such lovely features these are mystique waters, my Queen, whatever happens has come to past    
I am the Superior within the covenant of my servitude, we, will protect this realm with our breath of evolution, it is the decree before our wings unto the Holy Place we ascend    
   
Time has renounced, it is here in the moments of peace over war, love over hate, the Yin and Yang, of evolution, we will always, outlast    
Hurry, my Ladies-In-Waiting, those dialects are above raised in a web of quiet wraith in repast  
Here comes the Royal Kings, My Queen, they are in guard at your commission    
And on the word of your demand, they all will defend your existence without any of the Supreme King’s restrictions    
   
The Throne Room    
   
My King, my Lord, I will recover this dream of mine    
I apologize for the lost words hoping across the wind of divine    
A lovely vision, with the voice of pure gold    
To comfort me in the cathedral of slumber, she makes love to me, I would honor such a mirage just for a chance to behold    
My Knights, we will leave the premise of the Supreme King, just a misunderstanding between two dimensions in the absence of one    
Do you not smell that fragrance, I can sense my salvation, she is near    
   
No, it cannot be, my confirmed worse fear    
Catch my Queen before, her person lands on the floor, no one is to move, is that clear    
My Knights, retreat    
Or Hades, the worth of your soul, shall meet    
Your Knights have surrounded you in seclusion from inquisitive minds    
Thoughts in this matter are not ordained by the Holy One who rules the sky, He is the divine    
My King, My Lord, please take care of our Queen, we will escort anyone into the distance no questions, or the need of this to your loyal subjects to explain    
As by the insignia, on the word of my Hebrew name    
Now everyone, silence, My Queen, fainted and I want to know why    
My First Kinghtman, detain the Dragon King, my Queen needs to validate her reaction, or the Dragon King will receive no wings, and the dark abyss will, have his eyes    
   
   
   
   
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