Chapter 25: King Of The Dead
Eerily white eyes
Black pupils like staring into the abyss
Brittle bones creaking and snapping
Black cloak flapping in the wind
Night descends like a veil
Devouring peace and serenity
Turning holy into the unholy
Blasphemous creeds wrapped around string
Raising the dead
Creeping through the world
With a drawn blade
Being called king of the dead
Riding upon a wave of the undead.
Through the darkness
Leaping out of shadows
My blade descends
Upon the heads of saints
Sending heads through the air
While chaos prevails among the commoners
Humanity like a ticking time bomb
Where corrupt and immoral people
Take benefits of my chaos
To plunder, pillage, set fire
Causing the dark sky with no stars
To have a crimson background
While the moon becomes engulfed
By humans impurity and sins
While they betray their kin.
King of the dead
Merciless
Because I have seen all of it
Meaningful life
And destructive life
I drop my hammer upon humanity
As the judge of karma
Sowing the fields and vengeance
Cutting strings with names
Severing familial bonds
Taking away the corrupt souls
While pure wives, children, families grieve.
King of the dead
Cleansing the earth of chaos and corruption
To pay back my deeds
To the one I loved
But lost to this corruption
Became what I hated most
To save those undeserving of mistreatment.
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