King Of The Glass Desert

From the mirror throne, I watch the blaze,
My gorgeous metal maiden, lost in a haze.
A burden she bore, too heavy to hold,
Her spirit fading away, her heart growing cold.

What are you hiding from me?
Your trembling hands hold secrets, I can see.

From her sightless eyes, a tear fell to my hand.
A liquid vision, took me to a desert land.
Where once a river ran, now sand and glass to behold.
Where once was light and life, now death has unfolded its cloak.

Ravaged lands and poisoned sky,
Turned paradise into endless night.

Radiation's embrace,
In the aftermath's grace,
Birthed a twisted race,
In shadows they find their space.
Radiation's embrace,
Bloody eyes, blistered face,
Echoes of a shattered place,
Memories they can't efface.

In the heart of a desert made of glass,
Where the sun's flames and winds amass,
Reigns a king both revered and feared,
In a place forever veiled and seared.
The desert's secrets, they whisper his name,
A king of darkness, void, and pain,
Upon a throne of shattered dreams he sits,
Reflecting all the crimes he commits.

His heart a relic, still and old,
a ruler born of the ancient cold.
His crown of obsidian,
Black as oblivion,
His scepter, a shard of the night,
Commands the darkness, unleashes blight.
Where he steps, the glass does sing,
An ode to the king.

The vision started fading away,
Nothing more is left to portray,
My love lies in a pool of silver,
Her gifted mind melted into a river,
The die is cast for the king of sand and glass,
Take him his future and his past!
Moonlight gleams on the liquid mirror,
Whispering secrets, lost forever,

All that’s left to me is to mourn!
Omega, please don't let me fall!