The Drab Majestic

This follows the road, a young man travels, on the dreary depths of sleepy hollow.

Happen chance per lights in dawn,
long lost coves of golden crave,
greed and grub are all the same
with place, name and misery.

Gnash along the countryside,
ghouls and goblins, all reside
cretin, leper, all the hollow
bid to you, their whim to follow

grab the key, broken locks but sea,
where in hand is masterplan, both
shattered and tainted clean,
where we see our twisted majesty.