Let me ride that pole again.
Turn around and show me that perfect,
Smile, in a time of turning tides.
You showed me who to trust.
So riddle me this?
If you were the instrument of,
My making as Melkor.
Are you the righteous light?
That showed me how to take flight.
I always rolled the die, it's the Matt I lie on.
Tell me oh sweet mynx.
Are you the one with the nose of a