I find myself a young prince in a place unknown to most traveling down paths that crush the souls of many men.  To stand alone in a strange range often becomes eerie but the independence transcends King.  Possessing aspirations also sometimes frightens the dreamer that sets his heart for the universe because the king usually hunts and consumes the prince for his visual focus towards the throne but there is nothing simple about this understudy soley erecting from the ashes and turning the ash back to flame and burning beyond eternity.  The prince's mindful eye is without sleep therefore views all keeping determined to the Kings rule, hes edged sharp as iron to pierce the law of his majesty's court creating pureness that changes the land.