The King's Return -

Skies that art over my head

Heaven or hell is this emissary from?

Cheating my soul art my eyes!

How canst such a resemblance exist?

No!

Among sun and moon

Resemblance there is The most correct word for what I see

Is: Equality

This sensation that drowns my spirit

Makes me call thee Hamlet,

King of Denmark, my father!

I do not fear for my life, because

I’m so immortal as thee

And there’s no way to lose something

That doth not has belonged to us Go ahead, I’ll follow thee and soon

I’ll know the reasons…

Why hath the king returned…

Tell me, my beloved father

What make thee rip out of thy shroud

And walk once again in a world

That doth not belong to thee anymore

Tell me, lord of the lords,

Owner of my soul

Thou art so generous for giving me life

Tell me what I canst do To bring thee peace

And I shall satisfy thy will

Thou hast broken the walls which

Separate the worlds.

Why?

Thou hast broken the peace that awaits

For us since born we wert

Tell me father, I’m begging

In the name of the years

That I hast given thee

All my honest feelings