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Beyond Flesh And Bone

Before my throne lays the grave

My mortality must be saved

Know thine kingdom has one less

For me death is a mess

I prefer life's insanity

Take it over Heaven's eternity

My pursuits are not all for naught

I shall champion over rot

While others flesh is decayed to the bone

I'll sit high on the eternal throne

My ministers long buried and time flaying their skin

I'll observe the march of time on their corpse's kin

I'll see the putrid human engines beneath

The green laurel of rotten filth bequeath

Their skeletal grins smiling at me

Knowing from that taint I'm free

As others of beauty and stature are reduced to ash

I sit upon their dead skulls already bashed

I am the deathless king and wraith

I need no afterlife earned by faith
Written by ThePalestRider
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A king on his way to lichdom.
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