Traitor To The Crown
Through this icy snow and sleet, my heart is yet to skip a beat,
As faster through the black I ride, no prey of mine hath chance hide
I pound down now upon his back, never then would I turn back
As bloodied snow begins to creak beneath my horses aching feet
Yet still my whip cuts at his mane, driving through the flooding rain,
Faster to my preys safe home, then making sure that he's alone,
A split of glass a crack of pain no more my prey shall speak my name,
No more unto the breath of good will this man cry like hollow wood
No more my secret shall he hide, no more, this man deserves to die...
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Last line was: No more his secret shall I hide, no more this man deserves to die...
If you never speak, people never hear, if you never write, people never listen.. there are many things in this life that will lead you through pain and strife but one thing comes to me most clear and that's what course you choose to steer will take upon it's seasoned bow your choice of life, your select vow, that what you do will be for good of both yourself and brotherhood.