Sometimes the only way out is through. Civilizations in ruin tell stories of prideful men burning bridges & passing judgment. I inhaled the ashes of the aftermath as visions of the past became clear. A guardian angel descended upon my ancestors, exiling them from the place they called home. A golden blade carved out the foundation of the castle walls and suspended it above the clouds for no man, woman, or child to ever return.

Centuries have passed since then, yet the paradigms remain. At my birth I was given a pendant in the shape of a key by an elderly traveler. My grandmother told me it resembled a legendary sword. I carried it with me for decades never knowing its true power. But the day you and I met, I experienced an awakening; a burning sensation beneath my feet. Warring kingdoms became our thoughts. The battlefield, our conversations. The pen is mightier than the sword but the power of life and death is in the tongue. In truth you were sent to destroy me, but as time passed we found happiness in one another. You returned to your homeland only to be deemed a failure and executed. But love is not blind. It sees you in the dark and chooses to be your light.

An emotional outburst to the news of your departure created a rift in the earth beneath our feet. From the dust appeared the key of legend. What I believed to be visions, were in fact memories of reincarnation. The guardian angel in human form, cast down from the Eternal Garden to endure pain, suffering, and heartbreak.

Oh, how much I’ve learned. In my agony, I cursed my enemies. I sought out revenge. The trials by which I judged humanity, even I could not conquer. I learned that the heart is fragile, but love is the password to every soul.

So in this life, I use this key, like Cupid’s arrow — to restore the Earth.

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Performance, Songwriting, Production, Engineering - TK Artwork - Karey Graves