14 March 2013
Stepping into the unknown With the shrubbery overgrown
The bright moon so high Brightening the damp, dark sky
She stepped along the muddy floor She was looking for a dark green door
Where was it? Was it near? There was nothing around to see or hear
The darkened maze held strangers tonight The strangers followed her with delight
They wanted her secret, the key to all, With that key the world would fall
Fall to their feet, almighty and strong, In the wrong hands this could all go wrong
Where was she going on this cold, dark night? Would she ever find the door and regain her sight?
The Key To All • Opuss № I