I saw it,
As clear as crystal
Standing amidst fierce crowd
Rather blood hound
Consumed
By pain and anger
Sword and armour
Rather a shield
Sparkled under the moonlight
At midnight
Night of counted shadows
Turned against kingdom's knights
Slayed the demons
Awakened the sleepers
My eyes burned red
My soul, bitterness, I fed
My blood rage, at the peak
On vengeance, knife shall pick
Hatred,my mouth speak
With a bare chest
Without even an armour vest
My soul found no rest
On their bodies,i wanna feast
On my skin, the dead I list
Empress of greed
My fangs shall feed
Her throat I rip
My wrath,with me, shall die
My heart shall find rest
Only on her cold body
On the floor
Within her own door
On her blood,
The ground
Thirst shall quench

-Capricepoet-