Here is an old one slightly reworked and renamed. Quite a departure for me lol---try it and let me know????
Dragonbayne
Birthed.. 'tween twilight and dawn -----two hearts delicately woven... A bit of flesh------an ancient soul, goodness surrepticiously chosen. Proud heart circulating the whisper of nephillum---dim legends recalled... From times long past, when the world was young, and mortal men pathetically small. Into our time, arrival hardly noted....vengeful destiny already spoken.
Wrongs to right, powerful images on display-----angry eyes aware... Innocence soothed---scrambling evil---unable to hide anywhere. Fragile souls she leaves untouched----evil one's, sentence carved in flesh... Just and true---revenge at last exacted---the world again refreshed Ruffian's heart gentled---duty done---won't anyone care?
Alive and vital, she quests Painful living, refusing rest
Saturn, visible in midnight skyes... ascends as plaintive mortal cries.... Beseech uncaring ears in vain....this fell cycle must not come again.
Dark vehicle for madness struts....ancient legend, once quiet, stirring in jagged ritual cuts... In days long past, beyond mortal understanding...Zagan presided, jealous right hand of evil demanding... Obescience of writhing, unwashed masses...disdaining the rule, driving infernal unholy clashes... Escalating dementia, speaks in tongues too familiar...lustful designs appear logical, will heaven's innocence surrender?
Corruptors of innocence, betrayers of trust...gaining acendency by default, birthing Zagar's insatiable lust. Come to him now, you too willing slaves of desire....corruption of beauty, is the price that's required. Lasting peace an illusion, fanciful daydreams entrust....fragile innocence the admission...left lifeless as dust. Zagar's rebirth foretold, awful knowlege scarce hidden...wretched man-souls, once priceless, fit only for midden.
The twentieth upon you, arriving in fire....trumpets death to the beauty mortal souls doth require... Hark you legions, bleating, insupportable excuses...stinking of midden, honor lost among, unspeakable abuses. The beast, at last, comes round for the feast...promised by prophets, humanity's horror unleashed.... Zagar.....gatekeeper, Leiutenant of Hell....free amongst us again, lies...all he can tell.
Transmuting heartsblood to bitter wine... Worship mammon, let Zagar's ascendancy shine
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