Your diamonds make up the crown
That settled dust in barren lands
The mountains shiver at your frown
The skies send rains to make amends
The underground kingdom’s solace
Removes your thirst, kills what you crave
Turns fallacy into a sorrow
You’d soon forget in blessed haze
You waved goodbye to shining colours
Of nature’s living solar spray
And to nocturnal terror hollows
With both, you knew you couldn’t stay
Enormous trials by that begging
You used to hate, you’re hating now
By the dismay and by the dragging
You and the destiny bestowed
Upon your life, a choice to suffer
Was bound to fail, be overwhelmed
And now you’re here, the sides have shuffled
You’re back to polishing the gems
To reinstall the reigning crown
To shed the tears-tainted skin
You’re back, lord of the underground
But now, your sole way’s to win
Lord of the Underground
© Copyright: Никита Сверчков, 2022
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