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Legacy

Debauchery and treachery.
Your legacy of filth.
For heresy, reap misery.
Like leprosy you will.

Like morning follows nighttime.
Standing out in the courtyard.
Enraptured by the white light.
Your family name is marred.

Make your wish you child of traitors.
I'll tell you this, I will do you no favors.
So what is it that you want from me?
Unholy and lonely, you live infernally.

Make a deal with me and become more than you can dream.
You can choose to save or rule the world, or kill all humanity.
I will fulfill your greatest wishes, plant the fiery seed.
Look within me and tell me what you see.
I reflect your legacy.

Debauchery and treachery.
Your legacy of filth.
For heresy, reap misery.
Like leprosy you will.

Hope's light springs eternal.
You give them all a drink.
You feel changes internal.
And reach for heaven's brink.

Give them all a piece of your paradise.
Show them how to live pure and right.
How could this be part of your selfish wish?
If you don't fall into darkness.

Taken to the end of all.
Every tear you caused to fall.
Tenebris dominum.
Somnus aeternam.

Cursing eyes despise.
Accusing you of lies.
Hoping for their fall.
Ridicule they call.

One day you pray your time will come.
Where you can help them, every one.
But that time is not now.
Will it ever really come?

You brought them all a hope, a reason to live on.
But when the ashes cleared, all that hope was gone.
If you feel so weary why won't you just give in?
To forsake all their sacrifice would be worse than a sin.

For the dream that you had.
You command the darkened mass.
Put your body on the line.
For the whole world's sake.

Seems the world is going mad.
Broken shards of bloodstained glass.
For to die now would be fine.
Your soul to take.

Open the door.
Open the gate.
Step through into the great beyond.

Show us some more.
Reveal your hate.
Building since time's early dawn.

Debauchery and treachery.
Your legacy of filth.
For heresy, reap misery.
Like leprosy you will.

Unleash the skies.
Unchain the ground.
Seas will comply.
The stars will come down.

The mountains will roll.
Into the ravine.
The fires you control.
The dragons you've seen.

Apocalypse your dream!
Written by Madcinder
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Author's Note
Inspired by The Legend Of Jeanne d'Arc.
Based on the character of Liz Hawkwood.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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