The Memory of Blood

by Disturbed and Under Age   Feb 8, 2007


Ill-marked mortals
wandering in Fate
unite
under the memory of blood
silent silver mists
magic in the air
stone and water
rule the Earth
Life's binding word
of passage upon Death
Woman of misfortune
master
of knife and arrow
guardian
of empty hearts
mourning
the death of Misery
following
the Serpent of Sorrow
to the Gates of Death.

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