

Of Men And BloodOn A Pyre Burning Bright Hid From All Away From SightOf Men And Blood
The Last of A Noble Line, Fell From Grace, The Fall So Fine
His Hands Held Fast and Tight Strong and Powered In The Fight Black as Death, In His Hands The Orb of The Tower Stands
A Curse Hangs Upon His Lips, A Reckoning of Darkness Soon, Twisted is his Sight, Too Long looking At That Which Even The Sun Fears.
At The Ruins of The Old City, Bodies of Those Loyal To Him, Lie Strewn Across The Battlements, And Drowned In The Icy River Below.
Grief For His Lost Son, Drove


A Trust BetrayedBlood Stains Upon The Hearth, You Lying There So Still And Pale, Lifeless And Empty On The Floor. A Friend of Mine, You Are No More.A Trust Betrayed
What Drove Me To This? To Be The Man Who Came, With An Axe Held In His Hands, Above Your Bloodied Copse He Stands.
A Single Tear Leaks From Both My Eyes, Alas You Broke Your Word, Honour Bound We Are, But Sorrow. For How Quick You Were To Break It.
Betrayed Me For The Temptress. She Ensnared Your Heart, Blinded You To The Truth of Her Ploy, Took You Away To Be Her Toy.
We Tried To Warn You


Love That Is LostLove That Is LostLove That Is Lost
The First Love Burns the Brightest, It Flickers Through the Darkness, Bringing Hope and Joy to the Despair Inside. The Stronger the Love,
The Stronger the Flame, Within the Soul.
Through Everlasting it may seem, Dieing Flames Burn All the Brighter. In Closing Triumph, like the Setting Sun, So Does Love Wink out and Shine No More. In its Place Darkness Again Takes Root.
Memory, The Sweet Memory. The Heart. Mind, Body, And Soul, All Feel The Flames Deathly Last. Each Scared In Its Own, by the Passing Heat, That Showe


Lifes Endless StruggleFull of Woe, Full of Pain, Full of Trepidation And Hate. Life’s Endless Struggle, To Find Solace In The Pain, Heal The Hurt. In The Final, What Does It Matter? If We Pass or If We Fail? We Stumble Through This Path of Thorns, Fighting For Who We Are. Does It Even Count That We Did That? Do They Mark us up For our Efforts? Is There Point In Continuing The Struggle? It May Be Worthy In The Fulfilment, But Maybe Not.Lifes Endless Struggle
We Shall Never Know, Time Will Tell
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