Redemption of the fallen |
As my bones lay smoldering I think about my past The horrors I've done are second to none which leaves me contrite and aghast. On the winds of death, my words fly to all who may hear this tale of woe, of sorrow, behold I tell from behind these tears. The lands I've scorched, whole nations destroyed the seas churned red with blood unabated, my fury, like a deadly jury, judged swift like a thundering flood. Alas, these things could not remain for a hero had risen up I tasted defeat at the hand of his fleet and sipped from failure's bitter cup. My body he burned, my will defeated I may never again be whole he tore open my dreams by their tattered seams but he couldn't destroy my soul. These centuries I've wandered the forests of death an eternity of reminiscence my soul was hollow and I could not follow the light that shined in the distance. Through this eternity, I've created a verdict through no small effort of mine my time shall be used to bring up the abused who, like me, are victims of time. Those souls who wander the forests like me wailing their dreary fate I'll help in the healing of their shattered feelings before it grows much too late. My soul recovered which courage will bid this evil is vanquished the horrors forbid. |