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Me and My Friend, the Minnesinger
Me and my friend, the Minnesinger,
Through realms we roam, the world our lonely stage.
We’ve left behind the walls, the towns, the tinges,
And rule this earth with song, a timeless wage.
Though unseen, like shadows in the crowd we stay,
Our songs arise, a beacon to the broken.
Like echoes of a far-off day,
Like glory’s gleam in formless night unspoken.
Me and my friend, the Minnesinger,
Before closed gates, the Minnesinger.
In lofty towers, the Minnesinger.
Among the ruins, the Minnesinger.
Me and my friend, the Minnesinger,
Through realms we roam, the world our lonely stage.
We’ve left behind the walls, the towns, the tinges,
And now we reign o’er life’s eternal page.
Me and my friend, the Minnesinger,
Through blood and verse we shape the night as if it’s day.
We’ve left behind the walls, the towns, the splendor—
Two voices soar, yet one shadow marks the way.
Between our strings, the dreams and secrets play,
Of battles fought and love in songs still waiting.
Among the walls and towers, snug and grating,
We leave, at gates once closed, the beauty of our lay.
BY Militant Zone World Wide
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