Storm in my sea

[Inspiration taken from the ideas of a friend]

Behold kings who rule the nations
Lands and seas and all in sight
Yet, we are lords by our own might
We are studs in our own right

Scenes eternal transcending time
Of nights, heights and music sublime
Dont opinions on me form
To your standards i dont conform
The reds in your lines and green in eyes
I will have my grunts and you your sighs

A continual progression of pain and glory
Intoxication and heights is my story
The highs that notes sing about
standing on those peaks i shout
We are lords by our own might
We are studs in our own right

The magic of the music haunts you
The glory of the tunes taunts you
Never bowing to the beats of the days
Its the rhythm in your mind that plays
Never at the end of the way
The end is yours to decide everyday

Pretend not beyond you
Throw the mask if you attempting too
Your need for conformity makes me cringe
Unstable life on life's own hinge

There is a storm inside my sea
One that the world shall never see
One thats beyond gloom and any glee
My spirit inside me is free

For me all things and beings mortals
Are blocked from my own sight
We are lords by our own might
We are studs in our own right