Written May 2008
Blackest night
World is on fire
With heat from my gaze
Blood, a deep crimson
Pouring from necks
Carefully cut
Pouring from necks
Carefully cut
Destruction lies
In a wide path
Behind me
In a wide path
Behind me
Bodies thrown to the side
As one by one
They are slaughtered
As one by one
They are slaughtered
A hundred pairs of eyes
Watching
From a thousand different places
From a thousand different places
My arms covered
With scratches from fingernails
Of fallen victims
With scratches from fingernails
Of fallen victims
Guards slain
Pushed aside
I reach my destination
Pushed aside
I reach my destination
She who sits
In a throne of black
Torturing innocent peasants
In a throne of black
Torturing innocent peasants
She who fails
To see me
As I sneak into position
To see me
As I sneak into position
Arrow drawn from my quiver
And lain carefully
Across the bow
And lain carefully
Across the bow
Aim delicate
As I watch her intently
Waiting to strike
As I watch her intently
Waiting to strike
Drawing silently
For the one
Opportune moment
For the one
Opportune moment
Her gaze landing on me
Too late
As I release the arrow
Too late
As I release the arrow
Her shoulder pinned
To the throne of darkness
I approach
To the throne of darkness
I approach
Swiftness not deserved
Dealt in haste
To aid my escape
Dealt in haste
To aid my escape
Mission completed
As I slip away
Into the night
As I slip away
Into the night
On to the next
That dares to harm
My innocent
That dares to harm
My innocent
It's dark, I know, but I like it. :)
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