Slayer's Doom
He draws his sword of metal, the sound does strike great fear and not another sound alive could the dragon hear. He charges towards the giant beast, his mission glory be. He cares not what the consequence But that he gets his fee. The Dragon stands in self-defense. His strength does muster all But 'tis to late for elder one; the mighty dragon falls. The knight believes his battle won; the dragon hath been slain. But knight will never know the honor of the dragon's pain. The death does bring the money in His own coffer be filled Now never shall his hunger strike He'll never feel the chills But when death commeth to the knight eternal torture waits. The dragon, though, above does live inside of heaven's gates.
Written by Silverdusk D'argent, (c) All rights reserved
[b]Slayer's Doom[/b]
He draws his sword of metal, the sound does strike great fear and not another sound alive could the dragon hear. He charges towards the giant beast, his mission glory be. He cares not what the consequence But that he gets his fee. The Dragon stands in self-defense. His strength does muster all But 'tis to late for elder one; the mighty dragon falls. The knight believes his battle won; the dragon hath been slain. But knight will never know the honor of the dragon's pain. The death does bring the money in His own coffer be filled Now never shall his hunger strike He'll never feel the chills But when death commeth to the knight eternal torture waits. The dragon, though, above does live inside of heaven's gates.
Written by Silverdusk D'argent, (c) All rights reserved
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