Artres

Picture this, a strong rival and long fight

Or describing a long title beyond sight

Bullheaded my mindset is set to win

The things meant to keep you out also let you in

Weaknesses exist find them in all things

Peasants and all kings, from shots up to the tall drinks

Now I'm ready, my body presently walking

Let this circle of skills handle the talking

Friends measured as fair weather wanting this buried treasure

That I had carried forever, wishing to share it together

But it's more burden than air pressure

Warning those that would dare tether, barely remember