Obsidian Throne by Sothis
Pain a flash of light a glimmer of steel,
The crimson viscious starts to flow,
Releasing my victims from life,
Echoes of a thousand cries,
Carried on the winds of time,
And then there's war!
Hammering down my crippling blow forever more,
Passing my judgement ; no mercy is shown,
Sitting on the throne of crippled madness,
Deaf to all the cries of pity and sadness,
No, not immortal I am flesh and bone,
Silently perched on my Obsidian Throne!
I stand the test of time,
I claim this throne of mine,
I am salvation, creation, liberation of the bleeding
kind!
I can feel it in the air a black convulsion of despair,
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