CAMELOT FANTASIES

Wild imaginings
Dark, dangerous
Wilful desires unloosed
My mind to be the cauldron
My flesh to be the ingot
Sculpting my world

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 Drumming beat along the road
Hot chrome beneath my thighs
Spinning wheels shall never cease
No matter which route I decide

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We've come so far
Along this road
Our destination still unknown
Yet together we'll chart a course
Our spinning wheels racing on

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Time shall never be ours to own
No man can slow its march
We can but ensure we spend it wisely
In love, honour and honesty

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Upon this field beneath the heavens
I lay and gaze upon the stars
My bed this night to be the earth from which I sprung

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And such a sweet and gentle head
To bear the heavy weight of such
He really was too good for this world
Overburdened much

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