Introducing Chris Bicourt

I was raised in the days when the sun rays blazed We wrote plays, babes played in the shade, trade paved ways and the crowds gazed amazed at the grand scenes staged Golden days through a golden haze Yet in the quiet shade young hearts strayed Then from the waves we were betrayed That was the day I heard the music fade. Great armies arrayed Bronze blades displayed Blood was sprayed Hate raged uncaged Friends dismayed were slayed for debts unpaid and left in a cold grave Mankind would pay, I heard the sages say Then one day the sky greyed Tired of this bloody masquerade And like a Titan caged, the heavens raged And we were…afraid Tidal waves made graves Kingdoms were razed Whole continents blazed Until in the ashes we laid and our corpses decayed Our debt repaid Some were saved Now in dark caves they behave depraved Songs decayed and dreams betrayed Fighting for scraps on the grey floor paved Or the warmth of a flame when the cold winds rage Echoes of a world unmade What once was prai