Cast Your Might
We faught with all our might,
They tried but were defeted,
Now alone I walk.

Death appears before me.
As I enter the Temple of Doom;
Mist fills the dark chamber.

I feel shaken and provoked.
Feircly he comes at me.
I impede Death & strike back.

Darkness then forms over me;
& the Great One emerges.
This horror has not yet ended.

Haunting fear shoots through me;
Again standing in eveil surroundings.
The Great One beholds me with rage.

Thus wondering what to do;
All thoughts in my head;
I remember inspriring words.

With his sharpened spear;
I am slahsed.
Crying out in horrifying pain.

The Great One laughs in glotting;
Until I rise to stike,
With all my strenth & power.

Bewildered by my action?
He is.
Now I laugh in glotting.

With my last bit of honor,
I slay the Great One;
To now end the unending.

We faught with all our might,
They tried but were defeated.
Now alone, I walk again.
Copyright, Vervainiris, '01