The Birth Of The Black Knight (Prelude to The Damsel's Demise)
It was the dead of autumn and cold as hell ...
At the stroke of midnight - the toll of the bell.
When the evil was born - deep within his soul,
Casting out all light - taking total control.
Times were so different before he was conceived ...
The kingdom abundant with prosperity,
No evil to be found - no disharmony.
The villagers were loyal, joyful and free.
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He was the most beloved Knight in the land ...
All the maidens longed for him to take their hand
But, his eye and his heart were for his King's Queen,
For she was the only one who filled his dreams.
He secretly longed for her to be his bride ...
Longed for the day that she would stand by his side.
He just knew he would have to devise a plan,
To relinquish the King of crown and command.
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He had to seek help, but knew not whom to trust
Overwhelming desire demanding he must.
So he sought out assistance from the Hell Witch.
Who long ago was banished from the Kingdom Bliss.
Legend says she resides .. high up on the hill ...
In The Castle Of Blood - that Damsels fear still.
So on a cold autumn's night he rode to this place,
High upon his steed - icy wind in his face.
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He had no real knowledge of where the castle lied
He was guided by instinct - he felt it inside.
He kept heading North - up jagged cliffs he climbed
When finally ... it appeared on the other side.
It's carved entrance stone looked like a dragon's face ...
it;s tongue, the moat's bridge - it's teeth, the iron gate.
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Flames burst upward from either side of its doors ,,,
A warning trespassers could not just ignore.
He felt now that he might have made a mistake,
But knew he couldn't turn back - it was just too late.
He was all at once - surrounded by demons ...
Moat monsters and serpents - slithering and screechin',
Dragons spewing fire and gargoyles sharp teeth,
He was now bound and captive - unable to speak.
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Just then, the iron gate began to rise up ...
The doors creak open and red fog billows out.
The Hell Witch appears - skull laden goblet in hand,
With pure evil in her eyes .. Asks me who I am?
What is my business and how dare I trespass? ...
Then orders her minions to remove my binds and mask.
I stammer and tell her about my desires,
To watch the King burn in a funeral pyre.
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She agrees to help me but says it will cost ...
I must give her my soul in return or be lost.
I agree and tell her I'll do anything,
To ensure my life will be spent with my queen.
She smiles her evil grin as she watches me sign ...
Sealing my own fate - she says "Now you are mine!"
Says "You will never return to Bliss again -
You will be my Black Knight till the very end!"
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Now I am her servant and she is my Queen ..
I have no recollection or prior memory
I was born the Black Knight on All Hallows Eve.
And the Hell Witch is my Queen for eternity.
I am the Black Knight and your Death is my truth ...
My Queen needs virgin blood to maintain her youth,
So heed my warning .. poor damsels in distress,
The Black Knight never sleeps and never gets any rest.
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I am relentless ... when my Queen is in need.
So there's no need to beg and no need to plead.
Because ... My Queen desires to watch you bleed
So I give her what she deserves - she gets what she needs!!
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Happy Halloween Friends!! :)
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