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MARBLE KING For his thrown he shall live for his people he shall die all in a glimpse of an eye for something he believes in in a heart were he retrieves in to drink from the lake of love for god and his one and only city. The battle shall soon begin and the doors of hell shall soon burn down as the great city awaits its fate but never in the deep soul of this warrior living the love we never knew trying to open the old gate of dreams while listening to the laughter from above the laughter of childrens tears for their once free gentle city no word's can say it more the city has fallen the city has fallen. Down went the flags of the city eaten by the hate of mankind and the death of an ordinary warrior king who soon became a great myth the myth of the missing marble king who's body was never to be found and his soul shall never be bound by death on the great city wall the city he was alive for and the dream he lived and died for to rule the heavenly city where he grew up to become a king |
Additional Notes:
this is a real Greek myth,once upon a time there lived a Roman Emperor by the name of Constantine Dragatsis Paleologos who was born with love for this heavenly city but the city was destined to fall into Turkish hands and Constantine who is also considered to be greek died just like any soldier on the walls of the great city,the city that was (to him) more important than his own life....the myth goes on to say that a lords angel covered Constantines body and hid him under the city where he was turned into marble and allot of people believe he will one day arise to go back to his beloved city.
apart from alexandar the great and saint john the apostle,constantine was the last martyr emperor of constantinople(the heavenly city).
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