tall tales

Sit down my friends
we have so much time
so let me regale you with songs and rhyme
stories and fables and tales of blood
to turn your stomach as quick as it could

I tell you the story of the flashing blade
so covered in blood red light it gave
but it exploded into pieces the day it killed a babe
The warrior holding it got sucked into the blast
the last thing going through his mind was his ass

Or of lady Dementera the queen of the witches
a goddess so I'm told and one of the wickedest riches
She tore a mans soul from his body without a tear
And watched the lifeless limp being toil in horror for a year
Then she gave the man his soul back and threw him into bed
And at her last gasping second the bitch ripped off his head

These are only 2 of the stories I've seen
and the evil at the center of all of them was me
I cursed the blade to turn to flame so I could have the warriors soul
And Queen Dementera when I come a calling is happy to be a hole
I twisted the minds and the hearts of these people
and its with that creed that I build my steeple