Jihad
written by: RayFed
@MrRayFed
Birthed between twilight and dawn, two battles delicately woven;
A bit of flesh and an ancient soul, war does his will as his will be chosen.
Proud hearts circulating whispers of nephilim, dim legends fates recalled.
From times long past, when the world was young, and mortal men were so very small.
The Sepulchre powers on vulgar display, angry eyes aware.
Innocence soothed the searching evil, unable to abide the innocent stare.
Fragile souls left untouched, dark one’s sentence carved in flesh,
Just and true vengance hath come, the balance of life again refreshed.
Opaque and dying, life’s quest everlasting, refusing rest.
I am the Lion of the East and the Devil of the West.
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