It bounds across nothingness,
He sleeps in reality
A stag watches companions,
In a world that he's abandoned;

One entombed where he shall escape,
One trapped in false reality.
A third contends with his lies
And one . . . goes unknowing.

The stag looks upon his son,
Who knows nothing of the stag.
But the fawn needs him not,
As does the dog who remains entombed.

Fellow Spirit to the Stag,
It hath also spirit pure.
But while the stag is justified,
The dog remains entombed.

The stag looks down with sorrow,
More pain than he imagined.
For the one who contends with lies
Carries the Death of a stag on his back.

The dog lifts weight to his back;
Weight of the death of a stag.
The Dog cannot carry this weight,
The contender of lies shall bear this burden.

Disclamer: Wow. I think I can say that I own all of this, coz i never did put names in did I? well, guess I don't own the plot.
Ok people! Reviews please!