Blackness of the soul

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Wail
Hail
Infernal screams

Kill
Maim
Destruction of your soul

Beautiful blackness
Abyssal eyes
Tormented through your corruptions

Nine there were
Rings of old
Bound by one, blinded by one

That which cannot be undone
Which only a gardner
With his sheer mighty will
For a faith undying
A friend to the end

Can you ever see that in your eyes
That you stabbeth thee
Thine blade took one unyielding breath and forsook its veins

Of all
One
No man at all
A woman ended you
A woman stood by her paternal sight
One voice
Screamed
“I am no man”

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Shackled

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Clad in black
Your penance is to do his bidding
Equestrian or in flight
Your screams eloquent
Wails as the wind itself

In his design you are bound in to his will
Yet one living halfling will be your salvation
In the end nothing will save your demise
As long as the eye have you
You in turn will be his