The moon glittered above me,
It was beautifully gleaming..
Peace comes from its rays.

A sigh escapes my lips,
Sending my mind aghast.
Inhuman speed came fast.

Moving in flashing steps,
I cover ground with grace.
Listening to the tree's.

They swung in the wind,
Petals of white circling in their branches.
Their voices were heard in my mind.

The Moon glowed overhead,
Guiding my eyes,
Down the hidden path tonight..

I leapt from the edge,
Sliding down this rocky ledge.
Onto the beach of white sand.

The reflection of my human,
Burned holes in my heart.
To see me disappear,
Behind the face of the moon.

This forgotten art,
Will always be remembered by thee.
When you return,
A Valkyrie.

The mind,
The body.
Phase everyday.

They work simultaneuously,
To keep you alive.

To react,
Your reflexes heighten.
Within the heat of battle.
Presenting a renewal.

Heighten your self.
The War is in pursuit.
May life guide you,
To a golden suite.

A gleam of white,
A flash of power.
A spice of Royalty.

Ingredients of that potion.
THAT potion of power.
OF Beauty.

The Potion of Truth,
Of Lies.

Tis the Potion of Life.

Stress..
Is a powerful poison.
It's toxin seeping through your veins.

It causes exhaustion.
Fatigue.
And pain.

This poison,
Is only cured.
By one rule.
On the board.

Solutions,
To solve your happiness.
Your world.

When will this end?
When will you relax?
You act like it's a sin,
To be imperfect.

All you do is correct,
Others than yourself.
You do realize I know,
You're being sneaky as hell.

I've caught you more than once,
But kept to my silence.
I don't trust you now.
You broke it in reference.

Trust issues form,
when one controls.
Maybe you should relax.
Or hit the road.

In the dark of the night,
I toss and turn.
Restless thoughts
rage war in my mind.

They speak of dark humor,
Alliances of tyranny.

I sit up as the window pane
Lights up with lightning stains.
The storm continues to rage.

Nothing ends this rage,
The emotion that chains me,
And binds me to my bed.

I can't move,
Restraints of those thoughts hold me.
And whisper venom in my ear.

I can only heave air,
To bring life back to my lungs.
That fail to breathe.

My ribs squeeze tightly,
As does my heart...
I have nothing to say,
All I feel is pain..

Those restless thoughts kept me awake,
As the sun rose on the horizon.
Another barbaric day has begun.

Another day,
Without sleep.
**** it mind,
I **** thee!

In the deep, dark forest...
I stand alone.
Watching the tails of tree's dance.

Bellowing roars erupt in my soul.
As the Lion takes hold...

The beast I once feared..
Has my soul.

Annoyance is such a hideous thing.
It blackens the heart.
Making it sting.

You say stop.
Do as I say!
How can I?
When you do it anyway..?

Annoyance...
Such an Ugly thing.
You can breathe..
But never have glee.

Remember the fallen..
Queen of hearts.
She roams within the darkness..
Of the humans heart.

I do not care.
Leave me be..
Be forewarned.
I might just..
**Scream...

The young woman,
Is awake..
And watching.

Waiting,
For you to make the wrong move.
I will not back down.

Careful,
You might eat your words.

It has been sometime,
Since my pen has hit paper.
Since my words were expressed,
By voices unwritten.

It has been an exodus void,
For my heart...
Has made its collision.

Pain rips through me,
When my words are written.
To the page.

Heart song
Lyrically inclined to sing.
Newly gone,
Into the ****** spring.

Spellbound,
You forsake me.
Until now.

Please,
Save me from his curse.
Free from his grasp.
This is prison!

Please!
Free from the curse!
Save me from myself!

Save me,
You Sovereign soul.

I am spellbound,
A witch of the seven sea's..
My spells of ice,
I intend to be frozen for life.

So please...

Save me from his curse,
Free from his grasp.
Before I die.
And there's nothing left.

Far over the mountains,
Dwell the Dragons.
Heights undefine their actions.

They fear not,
Their Strumah is home.
Intruders burn.

Beneath the mountains peak,
Dwell the ancestors,
Long-forgotten gold.

Upon the top of the Monahven,
The Elders wait.
For the Dovakiin's flight.

Dovakiin,
You will dwell in Dungeons deep,
And Caverns old.

Your unrelenting force,
Shall clear the hold...
Dov will roar,
In fury.

The Dov,
They fear thee.

Dovakiin,
Dragon Born...
You shall claim that Strumah.
One day.

Alduin's rage did darken the sky,
His roar is fury's fire,
Do not fear.

Destroy him with words of old.
The heroes of Sovangarde,
Shall aid thee.

Joar Zah Frul,
Yol Toar Shul.
Strun Bah Qo.

Fear the Dragonborn's Words.
The Strumah, And the Dov.
They will bow down,
Upon the mountain.

My heart is weary.
My mind is weak.
Survival is all I know.

I only Survive,
For the one I love.
Maybe one day.
I can end this War.

You tattered, dying beast.
Why so lonely?
Deceit...

Claws rake at my skin,
Fangs pierce my soul.
A troubled life has taken hold.

Around me,
Wolves howl and growl.
They have me cornered.
Ready for their next meal.

Staring blankly,
Into the eyes of insanity.
This one wants me.

I gave in,
The pack howled victory.
I was prepared to die,
Even for my family.

As time slows,
A growl stops their advance.
Questioning looks worried thee.

He...
Was beautiful..
White fur,
Blue eyes...
It was the Alpha.

My immobile body shivered,
Becoming a nervous wreck,
As HE got closer.

Cold noses touched their master,
Asking questions,
Sensing a difference in the Alpha.

He pushed them away,
Guarding me with his life.
But why?

He howled,
They corresponded.
Knowing that sound.

My eyes closed,
Losing my energy,
I feared death came quickly.

Only one sound remained,
It was the howling Wolves.
Crying in the rain..

Beyond the world,
into the forest of old...
A wild beast roams....

Tragedy has robbed it of human life,
Only becoming it inner self..
The Archaic...
Wolf.

As the storm draws within the town,
It watches the surrounding prison of mortals,
Who are unaware of its presence.

With a howl of might,
The gunfire rings out.
Two wolves run blindly towards their ****.

One of pure white and blue eyes stains with blood,
The other limps away injured.
Together they roam away,
To the den where their pups wait.

The white wolf known as Azul whimpers to her mate,
Worried for his dear life that slowly slips away.
Her heart is archaic and knows the end draws near,
As her black wolf passes on from this world.

Pain lingers in her heart,
Making her regret the start.

Anger then boils with agony,
As she howls to the thundering sky,
The pups join her ringing and soon,
another pack in the distance joins in the sad chorus.

The Archaic heart of a wolf,
Can not be turned to stone,
Even if the mate dies alone.

One day they will be together again,
As human as can be,
Surrounded by the roses of red,
And stems of green.

One day,
All humanity will pay.
For taking away her heart,
Her love,
Her mate.

So comes thy *******,
It always happens when you yell.

Those words,
They tear a mortal apart,
Wishing they were dead,
When you came near.

End thy screaming,
For it may be your last.
Do not dare strike me,
I will **** thee.

Word's damage my soul,
Leaving me behind the local fold.

Do not strike thee for disrespect,
When one yell's,
Another will scream.
Retaliating the war.

Be careful of thy scene,
I will win in due time.
Destroying ever Self-esteem,
That YOU have.

Jerusalem swings his massive body,
Underneath the falls.
Where only a true warrior,
Will call.

The Throm is close,
Beyond the pallid caves.
Deep beneath the earth.
A fiery vain.

"Be cautious young one,
I fear Alakan is close..
I can smell his smoke...
He is annoyed of us both."

Jerusalem proved worthy,
Of such caution at the time.
With a hand on my blade,
I stride forth.

I seek questions,
And answers.
For my future awaits...

Betrayal is not all to well known,
By the Dov, The Dragon's Age.

"Jerusalem..."
Said a thunderous voice.
"You have come far from home..
What do you seek from Throm?"

Jerusalem growled and raised his wings,
"I have brought my rider Kekay.
She wishes for Answers."

"Kekay...
The Unique Valkyrie,
Betrayed."
Alakan rose from the shadows,
Revealing a massive beast.

His wings were gold and tattered,
His marks red and long.
His horns were of the devil,
But his voice was calm..

"Knoweth of my name,
Tis true indeed.
Yes I am Kekay.
I come in peace..."

With heart pounding,
Soul burning.
We enter with Alakan.

To the Great,
Archaic Library.
The Throm.

Walls lined with books,
Spoken in the Dragon language.
Dov do Hi amal.
This is nothing to imagine..

Alakan uses his talons,
to grasp a globe.
His raises his eyes to me,
Beckoning me forward.

"Come forth,
Take in the Library of the Ancients.."

"Come now,
The Unique Valkyrie.."

A breeze dances,
catching the beast who flies.
A beast who is feared,
by man, elf and animal.

Its wings did darken the skies,
but its roar was furys fire,
and its scales sharpened scythes.

Men ran and they cowered,
and they fought and they died.
They burned and they bled,
as they issued their cries.

The cover of this beast was blown,
Men cowered and hid.
From the black wings.
They did not wish to die,
within the inferno of its jaws.

The black scales shimmered in the rising sun,
as the beast roared.
Fire escaped its jaws,
burning everything in its path.

The legends were true and fatal,
The beasts of this land,
had returned to seek revenge.

They who destroy,
They who burn.
The beasts who **** every living soul sewn.

This beast looked behind thee at its kin,
roaring in triumphant rage.
The war had begun,
everything had engaged.

Now hunting for its prey,
It only spoke now in the disarray.
"The dragons have come mortals,
We have returned."

Fire and Steel will collide,
As the dragon age begins.
Humanity will fade,
Within the Dragon and its Kin.

As my body fades into sleep,
I enter the realm I seek.

Where you go to be free,
Where you run with the pack.
You are wild, a wolf at last.

This is the realm of happiness,
It does last.
Forever in your heart,
Awaken to reality's death do thee part.

Thy pack is joyous,
bounding with glee.
To see you stand there,
Transcending.

My eyes are grey,
As the wolves take.
Whatever they can,
In this valley of the wake.

Thy dreams are precious,
To one and all.
They will silence you,
As you fall.

Silence, My brother.
Innocent sister.
This time has come to pass.
When you run with the pack once more,
Look for your soul's fast.

Awaken into reality,
Your mind returns.
Another day dawns,
To gain is to earn.

Good morning my friend,
Hath dreams kept thee well?

You see the world as a joke,
You're perfect by nature,
not a science project.

Difference becomes one with defiance,
you are the fool they know.
Take kind to who you are,
for the jokes are the show.

The fool see's events before they happen,
their brazen and are called on by many.
They take on all contracts to ****,
to ****** or to die,
they will be fulfilled.

Their lives are within us,
they are our mask.
Be wise to choose your fool,
for it will guide you through the task.

The silent moon rises on the falls of light,
For we will rise,
within this darkest night.
We are,
The fools.

Thy mind and Body,
Balance in the sight of thee.
It has been forever a time,
Since your heart was mine.

Ying and Yang,
Bright within the light.
We are one,
United by the bond of life.

Together in this battle,
We fight.

The enemy we challenge is well known.
My parents,
The King and Queen of the hold.

You will not back down,
You love me without fragility.
You will die,
For thee.

My love,
I do not fear them.
They are not threatened.

Together we fight,
To save this love.
Our life.

One battle remains,
When you come knocking on the kingdom door.
Igniting the war.

May we succeed.
In this battle of Sin.
Truth's be revealed.
Our love will be revealed.

This world is not kind,
Not in these times..
No one understands the difference.

To all,
You leave a mark.
In history's scrolls.
It records your very life that's untold.

Your mark depends on who you are,
As a individual.

The Marks together form a symbol,
that defines your world in detail,
Allowing you to come upon the veil.

On the ending day of your life,
Those who meet a great destiny,
Shall become great.
In the context of history...

So pray, grow and emote.
For the ending day is just one breath away,
and there will be no escape.

Your mark,
The symbols.
It's all your own story,
For only you....
Are the one to tell it.

Looking into the mirror,
I see ashure eyes staring back at me.
They define the soul I do not see.

The world hath no hope for humanity,
It only shoves us aside.
Knowing lies behind closed eyes.

The woman I seek in me,
Is far below the surface.
Within the black crevice.

She is more mature than I,
She knows her path that she seeks,
She waits, observes, and treads lightly.

Today is the day everybody see's.
When their birthday comes,
and no birth of happiness is shown.

Looking into the mirror,
another year has come and gone.
Seventeen years now.

Today is another step closer to the adult,
who hides behind the archaic eyes,
of the wolf.
Behind the blue skies.

Winter...
A beautiful and glorious sight tis thee.
It bringeth the blanket of white that provides the cold and frostbite.

Beyond the Winters gaze is the one of snow.
She who knows her world is now,
Knowing the past revealed,
With the apple of Eden's Renewal.

She is like those of the Snow,
Who show favor in the cold.
They know the truth,
behind her mask of a muse.

The one of the snow is pale,
With bright eyes and hair.
Shes young in her age,
Like her brothers and sisters of this Age.

The one of the snow knows your pain,
Knows your path,
And will fight the wrath.

Winter comes from a silent slumber in the clouds,
Where the one of the snow,
Is now.

Beware the one of the snow,
For along the side.
She will summon a blizzard,
To blanket the skies....

The Pegasus of white.
Has undying beauty.
With wings of flight,
It is born free.

With a origin unknown,
Ethereal unseen.
Under the waterfalls stones.

With a powerful leap,
The Pegasus flies.
Soaring high above.
It's roaring heights.

None can tame thy beautiful,
Thy precious winged creature.
It will live on,
In our hearts forever.

An archaic,
Whispering breeze danced across the Garden of Adam and Eve.
Soft, spoken words wrap around me,
Bringing me to thy knee's.
A holy immortal has spoke to me.

The Golden cape of feathers show majesty,
among the amethyst roses, alive, free...
Voices ring, The symphony hath bring!
A mystic rose of a Queen.

The is Violet,
Flowing with petals of silk,
Thy rose is beautiful,
But what of which can cure,
May also ****.
With a poisonous renewal.

Do not come to the birthplace
Of Adam, and Eve.
The petals mean eternal life,
Extending your leave.

Whispering winds caress me,
Thy time has come to serve thee,
The Holy Jehovah of Adam and Eve.
Acknowledged is thee,
Prayer has come to win you're heart,
My roses are ready to serve thy art.

These Roses hath a beautiful meaning....

A Rose for a life,
A life for a purpose.
Serve, pray, live, and die.

A violet rose serves as a contract,
To serve the Creator...
The son,
And thy holy of spirits.

The Judgment Child is thee!
Born, of a broken family.
My emerald eyes may seem alive,
But I am not free.

  The of Eden.
Beautiful, breezy, Holy.
Its where they bloom,
Thy roses of a great deed.

A life for a purpose,
A rose for Repentance.

Thou be free from all.
Life, Sin, chains of burdens.
Light and Life eternal.
Will Come to thee,

I am Judgment,
The Daughter of Eve.
My Guardian Angel is Gabriel,
And I will Save thee.

I am a messenger,
The violet rose if my prayer,
A farewell to you,
In the midnight air.

I send you home,
  To the father, the spirit...
To where Jesus is at the right hand,
Of "God", Lord Almighty.

The ebony wings,
Flutter against the breeze.
Screeching a warning.

The razor feathers,
Black as the night.
^No moon to glow,
^No sun to warm,
The raven.

The Raven only says,
"Nevermore she comes..."
"Nevermore she lives.."

Nevermore my dear,
Now suffer..
Behind the black door.
With Lady Nocturnal.