Rishloo

Sleep now
Fragile
Cradle my hope
Dream 'til morning
Rising again
To uphold my claims to power
Promises bind
This place to me
Peace I have found
In a vision pure and simple
Here in this world
I am the king
Dreams trouble my conscience
With thoughts of those betrayed
Prophecies certain
Bring me to conflict often
But comfort has always triumphed
Against a change
Walking again
Among these familiar faces
Hearing the same
Praises they speak
All here is well
But somehow so unnerving