Inside Trase's Kingdom

Under the dark night's sky, he sits at his throne.
Waiting patiently; silent to the bone.
He has his thoughts in his head,
which he keeps by the side of his bed.
The bed is his Kingdom, where he sleeps peacefully.
When he wakes, the thunder roars and the lighting blinds.
Eyes wide awake; searching for something he needs to find.
He is looking for his soul that he had hopelessly lost.
Waiting for that perfect moment; I would find it any any cost.
He grabs his blade and cuts through his foes and fears.
Slashing by his dreams with his blood, sweat, and tears.
At the end of the day, the thunder still booms.
He then closes his eyes to sleep in his Kingdom; his room.