A Demon in Azure Steel An ode to Nightmare
My memories are gone devoured by that parasite making me inhuman, a demon in azure steel.
My soul is entwined with his, fate will have it no other way. It makes me continue the slaughter making me inhuman.
The ever gazing eye peers into me depriving me of my emotions and retaliation to don his darkness again a demon in azure steel.
My father passes me with a smile stretching out his hand in forgiveness returned with the edge of my blade making me inhuman.
On the red battlefield a story of a sword was made one to all at night, making me inhuman, a demon in azure steel.
I made this poem to my favorite fighter character which totally owns. There was an original of this, but I scraped it because it just didn't flow right.
CamperCarl00 · Fri Jan 26, 2007 @ 03:50am · 0 Comments |