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Castles And Hills
Castles and hills (March of the dark emperor)
"Humanity has proven to often be cruel.
Adhering to what is shallow and untrue.
But it has NEVER deadened my love for you......
And there are castles and there are hills......
Soldiers etching lines in their hilts to chronicle the number of their kills.
And there are forests and there are old gravestones......
There are truly ancient things in the woods and
if you listen there are howls and moans.
Yet this land I have sworn myself to protect.
With every death I resurrect.
The waterfalls and rivers still sparkle like the light in your brown eyes.
Your hair ever as dark as the raven that flies.
Your skin as pale and glistening as dew drops caught in the light of the moon.
Worry not my lady,I'm coming soon........
They can brandish pole arms and load their muskets.
They can set up catapults and fill their buckets.
They can lock you in a tower and make you forget who you are.....
But "I" remember whether near or far...........
They are used to slaying beast and men........
Yet as the lord dark emperor I'm apart of every stone and every glen.....
I am knight Templar and I am magician.
I am necromancer and I am mortician.
Conjuring manifested nightmares from the head.
Raising and marching with the dead.
Hearing your night bird song........
I glide in with the fog
and sew chaos amongst the throng.
All to tastes your sweet lips.
Bask in your purity and kindness
nothing on this world can eclipse."
"Humanity has proven to often be cruel.
Adhering to what is shallow and untrue.
But it has NEVER deadened my love for you......
And there are castles and there are hills......
Soldiers etching lines in their hilts to chronicle the number of their kills.
And there are forests and there are old gravestones......
There are truly ancient things in the woods and
if you listen there are howls and moans.
Yet this land I have sworn myself to protect.
With every death I resurrect.
The waterfalls and rivers still sparkle like the light in your brown eyes.
Your hair ever as dark as the raven that flies.
Your skin as pale and glistening as dew drops caught in the light of the moon.
Worry not my lady,I'm coming soon........
They can brandish pole arms and load their muskets.
They can set up catapults and fill their buckets.
They can lock you in a tower and make you forget who you are.....
But "I" remember whether near or far...........
They are used to slaying beast and men........
Yet as the lord dark emperor I'm apart of every stone and every glen.....
I am knight Templar and I am magician.
I am necromancer and I am mortician.
Conjuring manifested nightmares from the head.
Raising and marching with the dead.
Hearing your night bird song........
I glide in with the fog
and sew chaos amongst the throng.
All to tastes your sweet lips.
Bask in your purity and kindness
nothing on this world can eclipse."
Published 20th Aug 2024
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