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By The Hands Of Violent Winter

By the hands of violent winter, his fate was sealed

Crawling on the icy slopes with limbs frozen cold

Memories of untold torture, in his mind

Waking from the endless slumber leaving him numb

Creeping worms they eat his mind

Feelings blind this clouded time

They took his soul, so they could find

The truth

Feeling hate for usurpers gone mad

Reaching in for the power he had

Wanting more than he could give

But they would never falter

In his mind only memories of hate

Planted there by the monger's of fate

Reaching out for sanity

But hope is ever fading

Looking for the answer

Why did they do this to me?

Leaving me deserted

I never asked for this hell

Reaching out for fires burning, in his eyes

Hope is still a trusty friend but fires burn low

Snow keeps falling all around him, as he screams

Seemingly the only answer is from the void

Defeated and forsaken, he lies in fields of snow

Only sign of life his eyes, in panic seeking solace

Sun, rising high

Bringing, warmth and energy again

Waking up from a steady state

Of suspended animation

Blinded by these rays of light

Hailing from the sky

Senses now return to him

Tribulations feeling dim

Now a sordid memory

Impeding doom approaching

As he run, try to shake off the vice

No one hearing his desperate cries

The usurpers are hunting him

Hounds barking and wolves closing in

His escape was a futile attempt

He is hunted by common consent

Now returned to the bleak white cell

I hope that dying is the end of this hell


Looking for the answer

Why are they doing this?

What is it I have done?

To deserve this livin


By The Hands Of Violent Winter / Illnath

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