No Hero in the Mirror

Trapped in the kingdom of my own,
Little by little forth I go,
Weak clairvoyance, taste of faults,
Bent by a burden, seek some hordes.

Candles in glow and lambent sky,
Silence - my guest, with phrase "goodnight".
Anvil is cold, no sounds of glee,
Stare in glass, who's that? is me?

Ch:
No hero in the mirror,
Not a trace of knight or steel.
No hero in the mirror,
Battle cry is shut by peal.

No thinker of the sequel,
Smoke around, no claim for more.
No thinker of the sequel,
Raised to thrash, accepted draw...

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Chimney and fire, raven's croak,
Jungle of city, mighty oak,
War is receding, close of trudge,
Wheels are too broken, deep in sludge.

Treason it's called, escape from troop,
I let the brave to enter loop.
Feeling distinct, when legs on ground,
I realize, I'm not a hound.

Ch:

Bridge:
I used to defy,
Remember cries tore the air,
U rave, I can't shy -
Don't speak of deadmen unfair.
No trifle to kill,
Imagine vermin beseeching,
It's simple at drill,
Much harder when you're the leecher...

Ch.