Wasted on a Legend

Inspired by The Sword of Truth series by Terry Goodkind.

Through all the miles behind our feet
Your secret life confess,
But this freely given haven, love
You never shall possess.

I will teach you all the pitfalls
Since the mountains first arose,
Swinging blades and still keep smiling;
Getting bloodstains out of clothes,

It's the tyranny of ages, but
The rules do still apply,
It's an art to just keep living
With the reaper standing by,

It hardly counts how much you love
When fate is not your own,
When bones of all your people lie
Just waiting to be shown,

For freedom is a greater cause
And our lives grow thereof,
If life's inconsequential
You will have the time to love.

We are wasted on a legend.
True, but nonetheless
That dream you so desire
You never shall possess.