Monday 24th of February 2020

Playing the Game of Thrones

I saw the scene as Canberra burned through the eyes of my avatar, and the radar centres in Adelade fall to drones of war,
And now I wait, in hidden hills, until somebody wins
Everybody's King wants to play the Game Of Thrones

There's terabytes of memory out lying in the dust,
In houses with smart fridges, smart cars now full of rust
The owners of the knowledge are lost and crumbled bones
Everybody's King wants to play the Game of Thrones

I dream I'm in a Palace room, where on the world I scry
and with a joystick fight and smite, but never seem to die
That's how they say it started, when lives were lost to loans
Everybody's King wants to play the Game of Thrones