#argsargn

Please forgive me.

(It's a roughy draft so if it sucks now it probably won't get much better let's be honest) High on a hill stands a man, a king Spires of rock and ice close him in He's far from his troubles and aches and pains His word is law in his domain Voices crying on the wind But he refuses to give an inch He goes where he pleases, does what he wills No desperate call will turn him from this He's got places to be but they're his own The choice is his and his alone His eyes lead where he wants to go His eyes, his hands, his heart of stone He's a man, he's an island He's a king on a throne He once had weakness He's long since disowned He's a man on a mountain, A man all alone, He's the Silver King, In his walls of stone He ignores the sadness all around And that hole in his heart won't slow him down Cause he only feels what he wants to feel When eyes are closed the pain isn't real The hole in his heart he fills with distain For mundane people and their mundane ways And they're all far below his throne of pride They can't understand his will, his drive They don't see him, they do not know That he is their king, their king alone But ignorance does not erase The crown on his head and the smile on his face He's a man, he's an island, He's a heart of stone, His soul was hurt but That was long long ago He's a man on a mountain, A man all alone, He's the Silver King, In his walls of stone

literally no other program runs it and it completely crashes my LMMS thingy

or I’m doomed

Well, I guess I’ll have to wait before posting my first song.

Stay tuned for stuff.