Am I a Myth?

Lay in a bed of ashes
Put a dagger through your heart
Before the Lady of Lyn can find you
And play you like a dart

For red is the color of the Lady of Lyn
And flesh dies in her hands
You would not stand a chance
Especially in her lands

If life were a Goddess
Treat it with as much respect
Or otherwise you will find
That the opposite of life is death

Immortality is a dream
The Lady of Lyn makes it so
But keep your heart pure
And you may not have to go

Into the shadowy lands once called Lyn
Where all the flowers and birds do die
I went there myself one time
When my friends did all cry

For killing is a hobby there
And people don't tend to run
Instead of the Lands of Lyn
We now have the Days of Dun

But if you listen to this plea
You can die without a care
With people who are nice
And people who are fair

Until these days are over
I may never greet you again
The hours shall all grow shorter
Yet I don't know when

Maybe before I can count to ten...