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Blood Crusade:
They rode upon the backs of thundering horses
for faith had unleashed a terrible beast
These men would offer their souls in service
to the dark unholy priests...
"To what end do we serve our Lord and Master
is justice not the ultimate form of faith?
Should we not stand and fight in his name
to cleanse the Earth of this heathen waste!"
It was these orators, chaplains of faith;
men of the cloth who bore a fire
They lit their brothers with impassioned speeches
fueled by their own desire...
They taught their followers that blood was faith
and devotion was found at the edge of a blade
"Blessed is the mind too small for doubt
for the faithful shall never be swayed..."
The men who accepted them, though pure at heart
would soon be eaten by Lust and Greed
For Wrath had become a norm of existence
and death became a Templar's creed...
But woe betide the man who slaughters
for his soul shall be forever stained
And no penance may ever remove this grief;
for his heart is already chained...
"In grief, in death, in eternal suffering; he joins the Lord of Flies..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 25th May 2012
They rode upon the backs of thundering horses
for faith had unleashed a terrible beast
These men would offer their souls in service
to the dark unholy priests...
"To what end do we serve our Lord and Master
is justice not the ultimate form of faith?
Should we not stand and fight in his name
to cleanse the Earth of this heathen waste!"
It was these orators, chaplains of faith;
men of the cloth who bore a fire
They lit their brothers with impassioned speeches
fueled by their own desire...
They taught their followers that blood was faith
and devotion was found at the edge of a blade
"Blessed is the mind too small for doubt
for the faithful shall never be swayed..."
The men who accepted them, though pure at heart
would soon be eaten by Lust and Greed
For Wrath had become a norm of existence
and death became a Templar's creed...
But woe betide the man who slaughters
for his soul shall be forever stained
And no penance may ever remove this grief;
for his heart is already chained...
"In grief, in death, in eternal suffering; he joins the Lord of Flies..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 25th May 2012
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History Is Never Made By Those Who Behave
We are taught of former glories
The burden of our history
Weighs heavy on infant shoulders
As it does our enemies
But I feel safe and protected
On this the day of the Moon
Unlike the remaining six days
When impending horror consumes
Wind chill woes on the moors this morn
Freedom spoke in a foreign tongue
I did not understand her chants
Percussion did not help her song
The stench of death, the drums of war
In time with the beat my heart gave
History is never written
By the flocks that choose to behave
So raise hell but come together
Unite as we are all the same
Keep the lion's heart within you
Your fiery temper learn to tame
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Survive
Whispers in my ear
Compel me to surrender.
But I will not hear;
I defy my contender.
Defeat is not an option;
There is no other way:
Survive against all odds
To die another day.
'Tis the oldest battlecry;
The only ultimatum.
Fight until you die—
Rather plain verbatim.
To be classified as "alive,"
Survive, survive, survive.
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Anathema Maranatha
Your lips are blue
Your heart is black
You are my sin
My crooked back
You are the poor
You are the prevalent
You are my headache
And all that's malevolent
You are a chill
An icy breath
You are my sickness
The kiss of death
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AUTHOR'S COMMENT:
Arrr maties, t'night I return ta me scheme of rhymes and I do apologise fer tha confusion over tha past few days.
Me research consumed me and sadly tha poetry I produced was not of quality. In fact having broken meself with free verse, I actually found it difficult to grasp the rhymes today and had to go through much meditation and retweaking before this release was ready.
However, I am proud of me efforts and I hope that ye'll enjoy this piece. It is a little lighter on the darkness than I would normally go, but since the theme is "Bard Week". I intend to do a Dark Bard's portrayal of the Great Crusade.
Tomorrow, I will probably release something more light-hearted as a break from darkness might do everyone good ^^
-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates
OTHER POEMS BY ME:
The Secret of the Trees - [link]
Dragon Blood - [link]
The Great Drake - [link]
Rest My Sweetest Darling - [link]
Fear the Dragon Call - [link]
Our Word is Sacred - [link]
OTHER LITERATURE BY ME:
Knight Run 2 - [link]
Knight Run- [link]
SANGUINE Chapter 1 - 1 - [link]
Arrr maties, t'night I return ta me scheme of rhymes and I do apologise fer tha confusion over tha past few days.
Me research consumed me and sadly tha poetry I produced was not of quality. In fact having broken meself with free verse, I actually found it difficult to grasp the rhymes today and had to go through much meditation and retweaking before this release was ready.
However, I am proud of me efforts and I hope that ye'll enjoy this piece. It is a little lighter on the darkness than I would normally go, but since the theme is "Bard Week". I intend to do a Dark Bard's portrayal of the Great Crusade.
Tomorrow, I will probably release something more light-hearted as a break from darkness might do everyone good ^^
-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates
OTHER POEMS BY ME:
The Secret of the Trees - [link]
Dragon Blood - [link]
The Great Drake - [link]
Rest My Sweetest Darling - [link]
Fear the Dragon Call - [link]
Our Word is Sacred - [link]
OTHER LITERATURE BY ME:
Knight Run 2 - [link]
Knight Run- [link]
SANGUINE Chapter 1 - 1 - [link]
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And as a result of this bloody slaughter in killing people who did nothing to us, they flew airplanes into our buildings a century later. If we had not done this then perhaps 9/11 may never have happened.