Cover art for Catnip



Many a time I wonder what he was thinking

When he served under the gods of old

And did all their biddings

Only to be killed by those who envied his master

With the other majestic beings for simple slander

Another empire fell, despite all its valor

And the tale of his exploits was buried in shame

But his offspring carried on his name

And became emissaries of fate

Joined at heart, bonded by race

For good or bad

For all of eternity under his fame.

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