Apocalyptic...
Dreading thy screams.
Blood on the hearth,
Of all evil beings.
The gates have opened,
So comes the war.
Where Dragons and demons,
**** each other for sport.
Apocalyptic,
Valkyries spread their wings.
They bang their drums,
Matching their heart beat.
This is a time to defend,
Thy precious country.
They are warriors of God.
Light... and Divine.
Now comes the start,
Of demons awakening within.
The hybrids are known.
To only their kin.
Apocalyptic
Warriors awaken their soul.
May their hearts burn,
Like a phoenix through it all.
Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 12:04 AM UTC
Apocalyptic...
Dreading thy screams.
Blood on the hearth,
Of all evil beings.
The gates have opened,
So comes the war.
Where Dragons and demons,
**** each other for sport.
Apocalyptic,
Valkyries spread their wings.
They bang their drums,
Matching their heart beat.
This is a time to defend,
Thy precious country.
They are warriors of God.
Light... and Divine.
Now comes the start,
Of demons awakening within.
The hybrids are known.
To only their kin.
Apocalyptic
Warriors awaken their soul.
May their hearts burn,
Like a phoenix through it all.
Kekay has awakened...
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