Ula

Nothing else to gain, a knife to your throat, is this a holy escape, they'll arrive soon, frenzied on the waves, sneering at everything that's true, you'll survive the wait, step closer to the zone, temper fear, never hesitate, or mind their hooks, you'll always have a throne, forgive wayward looks, heal your broken gaze, you're not a rolling stone, like a Brigand seeks escape, no need to swoon, don't worry about the rope, you are no one's fool, it's not too late, they will swear and go, you can come home, you're too cool for fate.