Cerberus was hot on our heels
It's hot foul breath I could feel
But the demon horse had hooves of steel
Every hoove beat shook the ground, and left a spark
Every steep left a mark
On every rock there is an arc
This wicked beast was fast
We soon left that demon hound in the past
Now it's time some questions to ask
He slowed the now sweat lathered stallion to a trot
He knew it was answers that I sought
It was not hard to read my thoughts
It was the first time he even dared to speak
At first he started off kind of meek
He was concerned of the answers that I seek
"I will answer you questions black witch
But then it will be my turn, we'll switch"
"Well" I said "first off why do you ride this demons steed
What kind of unbelievable greed
Do you so feel the great need to feed"
As we swayed with the horses steeps
His silence for a moment he kept
I could feel his emotions, he almost wept
"Well I stole this wicked beast from the evil one
He had stolen it from Kimaris the demon burnt from the sun"
Oh what a tale he spun
It sadly ended with the death of his son
He had started off heeding the call of his king
Thinking there would be no danger, his son he would bring
So he could see the angels sing
They where attacked in the wooded part of the trail
Most of the demons he did curtail
But one did flee, on that he failed
The demon that escaped
Told the evil one what had taken shape
The evil one hunted down the knight
What a great battle, what a fight
It lasted until the morning light
That chased him back to his hell hole
But not before that fatal blow
He left the knight kneeling beside his son in the blood covered snow
Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 12:17 PM UTC
Cerberus was hot on our heels
It's hot foul breath I could feel
But the demon horse had hooves of steel
Every hoove beat shook the ground, and left a spark
Every steep left a mark
On every rock there is an arc
This wicked beast was fast
We soon left that demon hound in the past
Now it's time some questions to ask
He slowed the now sweat lathered stallion to a trot
He knew it was answers that I sought
It was not hard to read my thoughts
It was the first time he even dared to speak
At first he started off kind of meek
He was concerned of the answers that I seek
"I will answer you questions black witch
But then it will be my turn, we'll switch"
"Well" I said "first off why do you ride this demons steed
What kind of unbelievable greed
Do you so feel the great need to feed"
As we swayed with the horses steeps
His silence for a moment he kept
I could feel his emotions, he almost wept
"Well I stole this wicked beast from the evil one
He had stolen it from Kimaris the demon burnt from the sun"
Oh what a tale he spun
It sadly ended with the death of his son
He had started off heeding the call of his king
Thinking there would be no danger, his son he would bring
So he could see the angels sing
They where attacked in the wooded part of the trail
Most of the demons he did curtail
But one did flee, on that he failed
The demon that escaped
Told the evil one what had taken shape
The evil one hunted down the knight
What a great battle, what a fight
It lasted until the morning light
That chased him back to his hell hole
But not before that fatal blow
He left the knight kneeling beside his son in the blood covered snow
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