Dog Soldiers of the secret Scottish regimen
Go in op of your creatures that lurk in
The shadows I know you've found more
Monsters than the world knows and the
Labyrinth of your coven remains legend
Since many hundred years ago and the
Rumor goes your lair has many bottomless
Pits of where dragons, werewolves and
Selchies dwell within the gates of hell...
Well so I've heard and it's been told in the
Scroll and if any Dog Soldier breaks his oath
Of silence he'll find himself food for the
Wild and savage ones I used to think it's
Was folklore until I myself became joined
The brotherhood well what have I done
I thought it would be all in the name of fun
Somehow they found out I was an English spy
For Queen Victoria, somebody will be swinging
By a tree tonight in Craig de Num but I'm not afraid
For her royal highness and England so go ahead and
Kill me but you'll only be diggin' your own graves
In case of my death the British army has orders to move
In and invade your secret society of dog soldiers and
Ancient Scottish regimen!
- Author: moontigerntn ( Offline)
- Published: July 25th, 2016 20:14
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 20
Comments1
Man this is FUCKING AMAZING..I get you when you reference that reptilian sloth of a queen...and it's from a Scottish point of view..great IMAGERY leading up to its climax..this is the best one I've read besides my own so far...
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