ABANDONED CITY

Just how I can't recall,

but one month into Fall,

thirst got the best of me

and served my enemy.

I fell to the spell of a liar,

beset by water and fire,

and fled then underground,

by oath and hunger bound

to kingdoms of regret,

shackles and minarets.

But still my mind remembered

the love of May and December.

Who are you, who would be King,

and caused my walls to fall in the Spring?

Who are you to take from me

my abandoned city?

Crowned by sun, feet on the sea,

one found the buried key,

freed me from fraud and lies,

and slowly opened my eyes.

Master, I am yours for taking.

Summer in the world we are waking.

Who are you, who would be King,

and caused my walls to fall in the Spring?

Who are you to take from me

my abandoned city?