War-lock

Ask these mourning souls
if honor is what they seek
easy, isn't it
through fire and blades
you will see, though
you will shriek

And if you shriek
do it like no other
sons, fathers, and brothers
fall one by one
one after another

H to z

Two voices meet
it was their end
Ours was solid
till we start to pretend

Romancing in your eyes
marbles on sky high
was yours
wasn't it

That's it,
blaming like no others
I am hypocritic
it was emptiness

Yours,
It was tenderizing
soothing,
fascinating,
all the -ing that can be inked

Mine,
deceptions,
lies coronation,
causations

OS

Let it be,
what shall it be
Forget me not,
'tis what I thought

Let the just,
settle the unjust

You have done enough,
don't shred yours into half
It is a dread
seeing you like this
You're dead
free from the leash

Pathosius

There is no Shadow
without Light
Run on the meadow
Let it be a sight

Sure, now
go sit tight
Your grave is shallow
and shall it blights

Forgive me Father,
for I have Sin
I am no longer
One of our Kin
let come the jugger
bring me a guillotine