The Show

Welcome to the show

Oh, how little you know

I've really yet to start it

Many more tales left to go

This life lasting,

Consuming all show

That will not move you all,

No.

I guess I'll just start the show

My first adoring fans

Were in a damp, distant land

In some kind of swamp

So far and so grand

They were alluring fans

From that wet, distant land

They would stomp and demand

If I would not perform they grew plans

They were not in my mind

They were to real to be fake

So give It some time

A name for the madness would take

Newlock, Newlock?

Like a new lock on a door?

That was the name

Wasn't sure for what for

But that's was my channel

That was my show they adored

So on from that moment

There cameras watched me through doors

The shows elevated

Had diffrent tastes and allures

I was the main part in all

Perfection and greatness, was all they'd applaud

'Oh why do you watch me?'

'My life is no game'

After not long

Just embraced it

It took on different names

All trough my school life

Different faces that came

Until I killed it with a fools knife

But I didn't

It remains.......

=DARK STABLISH=