Vasto Lorde
Updated on August 31, 2011
Vasto Lorde
Oh, the struggles I endured
to achieve what I am,
and always dreamed to be
With the taste of tainted blood,
dripping sweetly down my throat,
its power coursing through me
I died alone, in darkness,
as my second birth took place
Surrounded by the rancid stench
of the evils I would face
Instinctively, I slaughtered them,
to make their life my own
The first of many vicious fights
I’d battle, all alone
A century passed,
my goal was clear,
I’d devour every soul
The time would come,
someday, for my
ascension to the throne
I rose through every rank,
as my mask became more fearsome
My reputation grew with haste
I’d make this hell my kingdom
The lesser of two evils
must bow in shame and perish,
but the more malicious one
takes one more step to greatness
I’m finally here…
At the top, the end…
Emptiness consumes me…
© copyright Ben D.A 2011