White Horse from Diprosopus by Wolfbreath

Before my eyes
I was torn
By death’s blade,
On my knees I bawled
For a lord whose reign was shielded by my fists,
As red ran black.

That fresh scar showed me
That this was my end: left unanswered.

There were no peaceful rest, His law had forgotten me.
I couldn’t stand my fate, all my throat could vow was revenge.

Right from within
Behold my hate.
Acquire strenght,
‘Cause in this whorehouse fire won’t quench.

I scratched His name
On the jot of my sword.
His flaw brought me
To a lordless land.

Deep hollow ditch with no return
Where caged kingless soldiers
Laid under my lead,
And joined me in my thirst for war.

Like a wolf in rooster’s skin
He came to fix his mistake.
Quickly grabbed him by neck,
Spitting at his face I asked him:
Around built realm who needs redemption?

Right from within,(on a white horse I’ll ride)
Behold our hate. (oh yeah!)
Vassals grew strong,
And all along they sang:

“Every knee will bow before him,
every tongue will swear confess
that in the new lord alone
rests righteousness and strenght.”

All are under condemnation,
All are weak and all are lost,
We’ve all gone astray,
So are you, not less.

This hell is mine!

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