Black and White
White and Black, an empty pit
of their blood he bathed his hands
In silent calm, in deadly fit,
utter chaos he commands.
In the darkness of his hate
abandoning his noble road,
he unlocked Satan's gate
As a talon ripped into his soul.
Loathsome memories played in his eyes
screaming loudly in his mind
a past of madness, beatings and lies
Vengeance he swore he'd one day find.
Crimson dripped from his blade
tainting the air, a survivor cried
Over a night's gory raid,
All he saw were all that died.
A desolate quiet slowed his motion
like a dance upon the stage
He mastered his skill with such devotion
Scythe in hand, he'd unleash his rage.
White and Black, an empty pit
of their blood he bathed his hands
in silent calm, in deadly fit,
Utter chaos he commands.
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