A. S. M. (A State of Mind) - Renaissance lyrics

[Narrator] Three years later in the new Republic of Vabaria [Sir Bobin of Scranwick] Ladies and Squires It is my pleasure to introduce he who bears the Amulet, the slayer of Rongon As you know him and love him Bloody loved them sirens as well, didn't he? The one, the only Shalim! [Narrator] He's a clown schooler, crown ruler [Shalim] And I ain't ever been shook, I'm the [Narrator] Don dada, combater [Shalim] And I never let em off the hook, rather [Narrator] Took ‘em out, good looking out [Shalim] Carving out a brand new nook See I came from a lost tribe, armed with a blade and a dream [Narrator] All hail crown prince Shalim! Scene setter, given the good fortune of the weather Our prince now rolls through the realm And at the helm it's a top-notch view [Shalim] True Scoping out the kingdom with my hawk eye Do a little barter of Bangali cloth My true love Ashira back at my side [Narrator] Pride swelling in his chest The specter rests beneath the sheen [Shalim] The light of the land Shalim [Narrator] He's a clown schooler, crown ruler [Shalim] And I ain't ever been shook, I'm the [Narrator] Don dada, combater [Shalim] And I never let em off the hook, rather [Narrator] Took ‘em out, good looking out [Shalim] Carving out a brand new nook See I came from a lost tribe, armed with a blade and a dream [Narrator] All hail crown prince Shalim! [Shalim] Cool on the throne and equipped with a team Of The finest minds this side of the siren's island And I've spent many moons trying to find the right path [Narrator] Hermit with a staff, nomadic wanderer left behind Within the cave that the oracle chose And slowly the prose draws to a close, so it goes [Shalim] Stone cold [Narrator] Never known to show mercy to foes [Shalim] Burdened with thirst and whole lot of anger I knew what to do as I picked up the dagger All the terror and oppression my people have felt, dealt with Shelter the helpless [Narrator] All manner of position now safe to speak [Shalim] No more shall serfdom plague the weak [Narrator] Seeks collectivization of farmland And arms hang dejectedly no more He's a clown schooler, crown ruler [Shalim] And I ain't ever been shook, I'm the [Narrator] Don dada, combater [Shalim] And I never let em off the hook, rather [Narrator] Took ‘em out, good looking out [Shalim] Carving out a brand new nook See I came from a lost tribe, armed with a blade and a dream [Narrator] All hail crown prince Shalim! Onward on his path and pa** the scholastic temple [Shalim] Where Sidium's citizens mental [Narrator] And physical abilities are strengthened Based on a system of reciprocity [Shalim] Each to his need, each according to ability [Narrator] Teaching the seed and affording them agility [Shalim] Reaching the peek in supporting the fertility [Narrator] Keeping the peace, the forging of stability is crucial [Shalim] No more the role of the pupil [Narrator] Natural leader of men, he feels well in his skin Just then, a member of his council approaches him [Shalim] And he's trying to get a word in private Although he received an a**ignment [Narrator] Suggests that on matters where opinion's divided Whether it would be too bold to propose a vote [Shalim] Should've seen it creep through the smoke ----- [Narrator] The days now drag like d**h Stench of which is filling up his nostrils No apostle he can trust The dust-encrusted crown lies heavy As the age-old aphorism states Plates align tectonic No beauty in the sonnets, now stale Features frozen up, withered and pale And physically frail, branded by the burden Shalim the bitter twisted optimistic no more And what he'd sworn he would abolish he embodies To the west on a distant shore the seed of rongon stands Veins bubbling with vengeance for the broken tusk Sure as the sunrise melts the night Day gives way to the dusk