Alaric
°Me and my Atelic Procedence,
Opening eyelids to a dreadful Arisan,
In the desserts my footprints cant be erased,
Im the Alaric and the Attor of the new day.
Nights into Days, Rivers into Anything,
The tunnels and the harbors for army arrivals
Beadurinc of legions to part the Seas again,
Bealdor has my name and my rings on them.
Cirice of night realms during hours of the day,
There is no awake, no rest, no tempest,
Decapit the Lord and the Lamb of God,
For the last ray of Midday, to eternal Mayhem. °
L.C. Noctividus
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