The
dark lord walks in
Eyes
of red glow mind a flow
Walking
slowly to his throne
Sitting
down he rings the bell
The
echo in the dark castle
The
grand chamberlain hurries along
Reaching
the dark lord's throne
He
bows his head....
“My
lord what can I do for you?”
“Have
our dark dogs done their work?
I
hear a lot of noises but I can't be sure
Now
tell me grand chamberlain”
“The
souls in our hands
They
will deliver us the impact
They
give speeches inflaming sometimes
Twisting
the truth to serve our needs
The
old aged law
They
bring it up to persecute
The
opponents into the cage
Mind
you my lord it is effective
The
chaos is brewing
The
people don't agree
Our
duty is to make troubles
Many
souls to gather”
The
dark lord smiles
Pointing
his finger at the grand chamberlain
“Speed
it up and let chaos begins
I
need to gather them souls in my grip”
The
grand chamberlain bows his head
“As
you wish my lord....”
“Yes
you better do
The
greedy and corrupted souls will be mine..”
The
grand chamberlain turns and walks away
Murmuring
to himself sometimes expletive words
The
walls hear his echo..
“You
have a job to do oh grand chamberlain!”
No comments:
Post a Comment