Beast
Twisted light
In thy eyes
Of a burden fate
A monster provels
Tell the unknown,
swipes at last
Blood and gore
Stretched as fare,
As the eye can see
Screens ecowing the forest floor
But the hero is a god,
But who is a fake,
For he's just a man.
Who fought and won
So the beast was beat,
But his spirit still remains.
With eyes of a hawlk
He watches each pray
With murdering eyes
He sets people a flame
In thy eyes
Of a burden fate
A monster provels
Tell the unknown,
swipes at last
Blood and gore
Stretched as fare,
As the eye can see
Screens ecowing the forest floor
But the hero is a god,
But who is a fake,
For he's just a man.
Who fought and won
So the beast was beat,
But his spirit still remains.
With eyes of a hawlk
He watches each pray
With murdering eyes
He sets people a flame
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