A watchful eye gazed as a bloodbmoon eclipsed A gateway of fire opens unto the river styx My soul grasping nails stolen from a crucifix Inferno at my command as slag storms begin to surge Whispers of my shadows winged throughout a damnation church Hues of sin stained crying for a second rebirth
A alter of stone leads way, ashen from the heat Gargoyle watchmen paramount over the keep My warbound fairytale eulogies etched upon the peaks Reclined inside my body is a heart sleeping stilled A aching grin bleeding from passions overkill Unrested and sainted its hunger unfulfilled
A howl in the mist broke the veil of enchanted thoughts Eyelids shut in last twilight with trees splintered in knots Sighs of the woods engaged in weeping willow loss I heard the siren singing along the rivers red Tuned in harmony with those left for dead Urging blasphemous chorus in coffinesque beds.
The Sorceress and Heavens Knight locked in bloodborn art Displayed insane galleries made in sinful latticed arms Their wounds deeper than dreams orbiting long forgotten stars With infernal knowledge of my past I unbind their witchcraft chains We Escape around rings in purgatory shade Towards ether fogged catacombs dressed in licking flames
With wings spread high to a volcanic mist Our trinity races across a undead abyss Demons slain with the stormheart of our raven Sorceress Remission from eternal pain A labyrinth of nightmare fallen to the blade Heavens knight at war with all that came.
Blistering the elements in catacomb graves Our Sorceress commanded spells from lexicons unnamed Her voice swirled over timelines unchained Strobes of fire dancing furiously entranced Raindrops frozen in her black acid glance Enthralling plateaus to the bidding of her spellcraft
Heavens Knight slaughtering the tumultuous hordes Blades lacerating the undead flesh in scores Biblical scriptures denouncing salvation to demons and more Fire blazing in his eyes revealing heavens wrath A burst of storms thunder from the scythe in his hands Reapers running in terror through the fields he damned
A birth of our trinity escapes through the vulva of hell Hearts beating savagely with a story to tell Souls passing titan-like through a carnivorous veil No time to rest for a second battle now planned The seduction of war with Aries our trinity stands Against a world of souls that my words now command ..
shegramHoly crap Batman!!!*@%#, we are a trifold of badass! This is so awesome Ernest! This is the best character I've ever played! I'm going to read it again but were we escaping from hell or taking over hell! Either way, it was a wicked ride with such a crescendo towards the end, I thought I was going to fall off my chair! Wicked bitchin!
ernestdelapenaYou'll have to wait for chapter to when we invade the palace of Aries