born of the venomous night
in shadows blacked in cruelty
the savage hunter hides in wait
bearing a tormented existence

a feared winged warrior, without opposition
swooping in from hilltop kingdoms
forced crystalline gaze perceives entirety
breathing a fierce-flamed death

trampled in a fetid slumber
drinking the blood of his rivals
fire blazes in illumination
not resting till he conquers it all