Follow me down to the depths of my soul
See the product of the dice you roll
Twist me up in a blue-lined sheet
And guide me toward those I should meet
Before I venture out into a world of wonders
And realize the consequence of the smallest blunders
As the world around me floods, lightning strikes
Illuminating a dozen heads on pikes
About the keep of the castle fair
But it is too late to wish myself elsewhere
As the drawbridge lowers and I am drawn forward
Knowing not what danger I walk toward
As a familiar voice echoes from all around
Inviting so sweetly, “Follow me down…”
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