Fire and blood

The blood of the innocent spilled For the old gods and new Shed among the cries and prayers That bid this world adieu. The trees stand witness with silent sobs As men and families bled In names of vengeance and honor shamed Reclaimed in thousands dead. For men of honor wear the crown Tyrants wear their creed And noble hearts can beatso black As pirates serving heaven's deed.

menoh

I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...

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