nectar for the queen,
syrup distilled by servants
for the guarded cache
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nectar for the queen,
syrup distilled by servants
for the guarded cache
For the guarded cache
a heart on a faded sleeve
hope was running high
hope was running high
when I wrote this note of love
to retrieve you, sweet
to retrieve you, sweet
child, from the brink of despair,
I'd do anything
I'd do anything
to cater to your whims, I'd
leave ten worlds behind
Leave ten worlds behind
and free your secret passion
the sky opens up
the sky opens up
dreams turn into dragonflies
reclaiming drained fjords
reclaiming drained fjords
creates more space for humans
aquatic life ends
Aquatic life ends
Industries do not care least
If million die
If million die
millions see the light of life
death breeds life, life death!
Death breeds life, life death
Give and take is the policy
Of what we call world
Of what we call world
Is not the real world dear
something is beyond!
Something is beyond
Beyond the strength of our eyes
Yet we claim it exists
Yet we claim it ex-
ists but that we can ill af-
ford the reckless cost
**cringing at hyphenations** :eek:
afford the reckless cost
too many syllables float
and cause me to cringe
[sorry, guess I am anal about this...] ;)