My hands are stained
with blood...
I feel the power of the kill
My blood runs quick, what a thrill...
My Mighty Wings Are Beating
My Grand Heart Repeating...
WARRIOR...
To know that none
That know that some...
*this is a poem I wrote a while ago, it...
Ripped from his world...
Death defieing shadows...
caught me so soon...
As I stand here barefoot on ice
I am thinking this feels quite nice...
I'm tired of this old routine
Where fairytails are my dreams...
I lonely walk lifes weary path
Accepting gods vengeful wrath...
White faces surround me
Forever frozen in their eerie light...
Such a love had never been
for the whole world saw it as a sin...