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Elegy For A Paladin Star
06:11
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Great beasts wield dominion over severe desert skies
Heaving reptilians carrying themselves on leathery wings
Creatures terrorise with malice and predatory appetite
Whispers spread of a warrior’s arrival with a rumoured might
Armoured in silver, visiting like from a dream
To slay the villains, cruelty too great to bear
On a golden steed with lance reflecting the sun
Meeting dragons, piercing until conflict is won
But the final match proves fatal for Paladin
Delivering a death blow, so does he suffer a wound
This is the elegy
For our hero
The Paladin star
As his blood stains the dune which will soon engulf him
These deeds will carry until the light of our world fades dim
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Machine Gun
06:00
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Tall grass shimmering with flashing pattern
Bullets like fireflies in tropical nightmare
Jungle heaving and hungry with Jurassic heart
Gorged on youth, incinerate the harvest
Machine gun, hidden in the trees
Machine gun, camouflaged in leaves
River flowing with blood, steel, and flesh
Corpses sink to the muddy, ancient, oily depths
Oblivious in death to this battle seizing final breaths
For reason impressed since we took our earliest steps
Machine gun, feeding on men
Machine gun, firing until the end
Machine gun, spitting iron might
Machine gun, lightning in the night
The soil is seeded with indiscriminate gore
But there’s an appetite only craving more
How many years have the gun shots rained?
And how long will they cease before they reign again?
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Ancient men once suffered under the threat of a prehistoric evil
A force waiting for civilisation to discover it
Painting destruction until eventually captured by an alchemist
Who knows what evil survives in our world
Remaining in shadow and collecting dust
An earthquake splits, sundering an abandoned village
In a room, from a shelf, a glass jar shatters
Released, trapped for one hundred years and a thousand before that
A shape flees into the wilderness, scurrying away
Manifesting our worst fears
Escaped from the alchemist’s lair, to revenge its day
Hearts of men now poisoned, pregnant with vitriol
Brutality hanging over a once precarious peace
A weak king is infected
Host now to this wandering evil
Encouraged in necrotic whisper
To wage a final war
Two armies clash, the monarch is slain
Evil does dash and flees again
Searching wide now for a new host
It writhes and climbs like an oil-slick ghost
Back to dust, back to survival, back to rust, back to denial
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Osgiliath Seasons
06:37
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What was once a stronghold of justice and of righteousness
Invaded, infected, sickened, transformed into perverted reflection
What shined in the sun with crystalline fidelity
Turned to barren shadow
Sewn with salt
Choked in malady
But all seasons pass, no darkness is completely absolute
Now night retreats slowly, the gradient starts to shift to light
This is the Osgiliath reclamation
The grasp of the orc enemy loosens
As he who wandered now becomes king
Osgiliath returned to the dominion of men
And here, once again, the people sing
The streets return exploding with life and bloom
Ellesar will be celebrated on this joyous noon
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