The sons of Shadow


 

I walk past thee
The sons of Shadow.
Through the misty realms
unto the end of sorrow.

The unguided paths
thou guide me into
through the roads less tread
where victory awaits me.

For valor and honor
none less I want, none more I seek.
Hearken to my spirit
molded by fire, undaunted by death
cast upon thee vengeance
and emerge a free will…

 

PS : self composed

 

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