A World Reborn - Dan Bull

The land we live in’s defiantly abundant in the surprises, it is providing

The sun in the sky unwilling to die, no matter how high it’s rising

However you try you’ll never arrive at the Horizon

However you try you’ll never arrive at the Horizon

A girl reborn in a world reborn

How did the elders before even build these walls? How did they steel these

swords?

They’ve been out of here for many thousands of years, yet still leave sores

Why do we keep ignoring the warnings? When or how will we be warned?

A girl reborn in a world reborn

No health insurance here, not even a quill that could fill these forms

There’s a shortage of fur in the area, we’re therefore unsure how we’ll keep

warm

When you’ve only ever been east of the daunt you never know whether you’ll

weather all these storms

There’s a westerly wind, all aboard

For the quest to begin to the purest shores

You can attempt to ignore a Nora

You’ll see hell, find it all in order

The lord works in odd ways

Have you all ever heard of god rays?

This here’s not a world that god made

We lost faith in our place, then lost grace

The cog rotates, the machine, it roars to life

There’s no place more scenic, yet more depraved or more deprived

So don’t pray it will provide, you won’t be saved or brought to light

You only take and never give in place, your fate is all but signed

You’re preordained with cause to fight

Of course the pain will course through vital

Mortal veins and cauterize

You like a quarter pounder and a tasty side

Of salted fries assaulted by a poltergeist

That’s blighting all your days with awful nights

Until you change your course, your plight

Is still the same, it’s watertight

With will to change you will survive

You’ve got it all to gain in glory, you’ll realise the real surprise

Your teary eyes are welled with sights that fill the wide Horizon

A girl reborn in a world reborn, another dawn is rising

The land we live in’s defiantly abundant in the surprises, it is providing

The sun in the sky unwilling to die, no matter how high it’s rising

However you try you’ll never arrive at the Horizon

However you try you’ll never arrive at the Horizon

A girl reborn in a world reborn

How did the elders before even build these walls? How did they steel these

swords?

They’ve been out of here for many thousands of years, yet still leave sores

Why do we keep ignoring the warnings? When or how will we be warned?

Don’t bow, don’t be thinking you’ll curtsy

Her palms are scarred, her fingers are dirty

There’s calluses on the skin under her feet, don’t try getting intimate flirty

She might get a bit stingy with mercy, then arrivederci

Folksy anecdotes of the chosen one are overdone, although for some

There’s no discerning romantic poetry of heroic feats and those she’s done

No foe she won’t confront and overcome, no stone to overturn

No frozen tundra’s gonna turn her home to where she’s coming from

Since the moon dipped sun arose

Picking you a summer rose

Til the dew lifts thunder throes

Thick as music thrumming tones

Listen to the trumpet notes

Ripping you from comfort zones

Til it moves your humble home

And your roof is up in smoke

It’s a new look: bungalow

Lift your view from slumber rose

This is you becoming woke

Women moving from below

Swimming through the undertow

Quick as Bluefin Tuna float

Slipping through the undergrowth

Slick and smooth as rum and coke

Sip a few drinks and then go

Figure human dominos

Tip in to big numbers though

Keeping Hubris on its toes

Never truly going to know

Whether you are friend or foe

When it shoots a hunter’s bow

Triggers you to come to blows

Sticking through your frontal lobe

Giving you a bloody nose

Dripping goo like buttered toast

If she’ll do this and there’s no

Limit to the under scope

Then she’ll soon sit on the throne

Built different, truly what a flow

Keep it lyrically hundred pro

And with purely wondrous wonderstrokes such as those

Well, no wonder I run the show, come on, let’s go

A girl reborn in a world reborn

How did the elders before even build these walls? How did they steel these

swords?

They’ve been out of here for many thousands of years, yet still leave sores

Why do we keep ignoring the warnings? When or how will we be warned?

The land we live in’s defiantly abundant in the surprises, it is providing

The sun in the sky unwilling to die, no matter how high it’s rising

However you try you’ll never arrive at the Horizon

However you try you’ll never arrive at the Horizon