Welcome To The Kingdom

I looked for the memory, only found a key.
Clueless to what it might open honestly.
For there was no label to give me a hint.
Only a riddle that said truth will be found with a glint.

Sought my answers without a hand to guide.
Then hit a crossroads where I had to decide.
Chose the right path which lead to ruin.
I survived the onslaught but came real close to a stewing.

Is this worth whatever lies at the end?
What good is treasure if you’re not breathing?
All I have are questions and no answers.
Rather be surrounded by insane necromancers.

So push…
Give me the scroll.
And torch…
What they want to control.
For all the statements that are true.
Well they tie me to you.
No other place I’d rather be.
Welcome to the kingdom baby.

Punishment rendered was a stone on my chest.
So I’d sink to the bottom of Taylor’s Haunted Rest.
Victim from a long lost era in time.
A woman framed for another’s life of endless crime, like mine.

Is this worth whatever lies at the end?
What good is treasure if you’re not breathing?
All I have are questions and no answers.
Rather be surrounded by insane necromancers.

So push…
Give me the scroll.
And torch…
What they want to control.
For all the statements that are true.
Well they tie me to you.
No other place I’d rather be.
Welcome to the kingdom baby.