Your View

Although you may wish it,
You will never know
What happened before time itself.

At the suns rise and set,
From east to west,
The cruel lands beyond your eye.

The mysteries of the deep,
Stories untold,
Belonging to the legends of old.

You will never know of the scale of legends,
The serpentine creatures patrolling the waters.
The songs that are sung to haunt us.

Oh friends of old
Oh friends oh new
This story is but a warning to you.

Nothing is ever as it seems,
In the land of dreams,
Where nightmares rule and shadows are cruel.

So remember friends of old and new,
Although there maybe few.
You can never underestimate,
What might by lurking beyond your view.