Khorre

-Dandy Lion Once I thought to touch the sky, But always found it just too high. I once saw works of art arrayed fantastic, But it was all behind a wall of clear plastic. As a young child I always found, The sweetest berries were thorn bound. To the traveler a shining city on a hill, Separated by a pit that nothing could fill. And when my thoughts turned to you and me, I saw a golden dandy lion by the sea. Oh dandy lion, dandy by the sea. I'm just a mountain thistle, worn out weed. Up here in my mountains, i'll ever be. While on sandy shores you planted as a seed. It was said the Icarus flew too high, The sun burned him from th