Arisen

AnxiousMane

FEAR DENIES FAITH IN ONESELF, SO I CHOOSE TO HAVE NONE

I WAS CHOSEN BY HEAVEN BECAUSE ONLY I COULD ENDURE THIS STRIFE-FILLED EXISTENCE

AMBIVALENT GOD GRANTS ONLY SUFFERING AND DEATH; THE REST OF MY DESTINY LIES IN MY ABLE HANDS

FELL GODS KNOW MY GREATNESS AND WISH TO CURSE ME FROM WITHIN, THAT I MAY NEVER REALIZE THE GLORY THAT AWAITS

BUT SUCH TREACHERY WILL BE REPAID THRICE OVER WITH VICTORIES AND HOLY CONFLAGRATION

I WILL DRINK THEIR BLOOD AND CRUSH UNDERFOOT THE IMMATERIAL BODIES OF THESE GODS WHO HATE MANKIND

IN A GRAND GESTURE, I HAVE RETAKEN MY BONES

THE SPIRIT THAT ONCE ANIMATED THIS SHELL AT ONCE FILLS IT WITH INDIGNANCE AND PURPOSE

A BRILLIANT, RAGING SUN CROWNS ME

MY RADIANCE IS FELT BY ALL BLESSED TO WITNESS MY AWESOME VISAGE

DEMONS COWER AT ITS TERRIBLE MAJESTY, AND I WILL SHOW NEITHER MERCY NOR QUARTER

WHERE OTHERS BARELY DISTURB THE DUST OF THIS IMPERFECT EARTH WITH THEIR LIVES

I WILL LEAVE A CRATER

I HAVE ARISEN FROM SLUMBER GONE TOO LONG

FOUL DEMONS ONCE FEARSOME NOW QUAKE AND PRAY TO ME FOR FORGIVENESS

THEIR DEBT CAN BE REPAID ONLY IN BLOOD

CONQUEST AWAITS ME

GLORY AND FREEDOM RIDE ABREAST BEYOND YEARS OF SUFFERING

MY REDEMPTION LIES IN CASTING OUT THE INFLUENCE OF THE VILE DEMON

THAT I MAY DIE AND SLAKE MY HOLY BLADE'S THIRST WITH THE BLOOD OF GODS

 

  • Author: AnxiousMane (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 10th, 2017 22:35
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Nicholas Browning

    Well, I have a feeling that someone's going to Fólkvangr.



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