Did you ever hear about
The boy who grew up too quickly?
He lost everyone too young.
His mum died,
A warrior in her own right.
But who could console this child?
His father died,
But a monster came back with his face,
A monster he had to slay.
Did you ever hear about
The boy who grew up too quickly?
He lost everyone too young.
His brother was taken,
Far away from him; in a world
Of wild magic and bonded freedom.
His sister was taken,
Far away from him; in a cold place,
With nobody but her beloved.
Did you ever hear about
The boy who grew up too quickly?
He lost everyone too young.
He aged beyond his years,
He became a father and a mother,
But he shouldn't have.
And the day he lost all,
Julian Atticus Blackthorn,
Was reborn.
Did you ever hear about
The boy who grew up too quickly?
He lost everyone too young.
And then the most heartbreaking of all,
He lost his child,
Cradling her like a delicate doll, smeared with her blood.
Wasn't he too young to have
So many ghosts?
Did you ever hear about
The boy who grew up too quickly?
He lost everyone too young.
