Labyrinth
My feet take me down an untrod path
that twists and turns which way and that
I cannot find my way.
No time! No time!
Is it left or right?
I cannot remember
there is nothing other than this maze I'm in.
Goblin King, Goblin King
take pity on an old sinner.
Let me out, leave me be.
Don't take my brother from me.
The Goblin King heeds not my words
My throat is raw from screaming,
the air is dusty with the dead;
no one gets out of this labyrinth alive.
The string is too short, too short
I am out of time.
Like the others, I become dust.
