I dreamed of what I could be
I thought of a war
I swung my sword foe to foe I go where no one has before
I thought of a battle
swinging my staff side to side
casting fireballs till i'm out of time
I thought of a thief hidden deep in the night
picking locks and stealing rights gone soon with time
each unique enthroned in a journey
Now they are
holding it out now praying for
The roll of the dice
praying that their character
Will be their still to fight
The Roll of the dice
praying for the strength to fight
The roll of the dice
running out of time