Drunken Ramblings

"Riding in the back of a Grayhound bus amongst the loose change of a fading nation I sit next to a family of Native Americans who smell somewhat of damp charcoal. Drudging along America's lost highway..."

"Dreams of divinity Whispers of wisdom Who shall wear the Mask of God? Songs of solitude Poems of passion Who shall wear the Mask of God? Tales of triumph Verses of vunrability Who shall wear the Mas..."

"Upon a mighty steed of purest whiteAs white as the virgin snow,Rides a lone figure across the nightAs the winter's wind doth blow.Like the shadows of time he rides the landSearching throughout all the..."

"In the soft falling moonlight On a cold misty midnight Within the circle of stones The young maiden knew no shame Though in nakedness she came Within the circle of stones The druids began their chan..."

"High up on the mountain In a dark forgotton wood There grows an ancient willow Where a monestary once stood It was only a small church A tucked away little cell The monks spent their quiet lives Cont..."

"Tonight I have a tale to tell So gather one and all Hear how the ancient dragon fell To the Company of the Claw A dragon's horde is huge I hear Treasures too vast for countin' This is the tale I tel..."