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Emory R. Frie Biography

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“Time is drowning, Hearts are burning, Heads are rolling, Nothing can save you now, Tick tock, tick tock; Creatures talking, Weak are rising, White Queen’s nearing, Nothing can save you now, Tick tock, tick tock; Cards are bleeding, Crowns are sweating, Tea is spilling, Nothing can save you now, Tick tock, tick tock; Red Queen, here’s your warning, Wonderland’s raging, Alice is coming, Highness, time is drowning, And nothing can save you now, Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…”

“Just a boy, Just a child, In a place where no one grows up; Young bodies with old minds, Dream and nightmare reign side by side, In a place where no one grows up; A time when darkness shrouded the sun, Vengeance birthed from sea and blood, Many had fallen in the war never won, In a place where no one grows up; When the boy’s heart grieved he became more of a man, When the pirate’s heart hardened with the loss of his hand, One dreadful night everything changed and feuds began, Now the ghosts from their mistakes are tied to this land, In a place where no one grows up; Just a boy, just a child, in appearance it’s true, But children can carry terrible burdens too, For sometimes stopping time doesn’t mean forever youth, Living, forgetting, loving, seething, bearing an all too heavy truth; Just a boy, Just a child, In a place where no one grows up.”

“Dusk has dawned, I hear its call, above the world I’ve watched it fall; I smell blood and I smell bone, and I smell fear coated in gold; Grind your bread and bake their teeth, and death will come while you’re asleep; I will rage. I will rage. Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum ‘Til the mountains crumble down, and oceans become heaven’s crown; Land sinks low, the gold runs dry, and when these bones rain from the sky; ‘Til the giants fall to myth, and none remains to journey with; I will stand. I will stand. Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum I will stand for my homeland, for nowhere else could bear my hand; I will stand by friend and kin, we share the gold under our skin; I will stand ‘til my death comes, and as my soul greets sky and sun, I will sing, I will sing, Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum”

“The Forest is dark, dearie, The Forest is dark; The moment you think that you’re lost in the woods, then you are. Do not lose your way, dearie, Do not lose your way; The monsters are lurking not far from the path should you stray. Things aren’t what they seem, dearie, Things aren’t what they seem; Kind grins are bared teeth; Please don’t answer the calls from the trees. Do not pay them heed, dearie, Do not pay them heed; Hear footsteps behind you, beware but don’t fret, they’re just checking. The air is alive, dearie, The air is alive; To help and to hinder, but it’s how some learned to survive. These woods are too old, dearie, These woods are too old; Watch for crimson wraiths, keep your strength and wits close should you go. Deep in the Forest.”