Kingdom of the Fools

I stand on the balcony overlooking my kingdom
A kingdom that is littered with corpses, corpses that, at my hand, met their doom
Not by blade or by fist but by crossing my path entering my life trying to live as one with me
Now their rotting corpses scatter the ground before my feet, nothing but death and chaos do I see
As I walk along the corpse ladened path of my life my mind wanders back to a different time
A time when happiness and revelation filled my life, now its gone and that of my life the real crime
Longing for the memories of the past to revisit me and my now pathetic existence, my screwed up life
To the time when happiness reigned and there were no constant thoughts of spilling my blood with the blade of my knife
A time when my black armor shined bright in the full moon's light, not scuffed and dull as the doppleganger
A time when The Gatekeeper could and did hold his head up high and sit high in the saddle of his mount, Luciander
Torment and pain cloud this once mighty dark paladin's once purpose clear mind
The path traveled always revealed itself back then, the path now I can not find
The only lesson learned thus far is life's game has no rules and that destiny can never be ruled
Welcome my friends and my tormentors, welcome to my kingdom... The Kingdom of Fools.