The Two Towers


After going thru the Ebony Tower
I believed the one of Ivory to be a "flower"
Yet within I found a horrible creed
A place of death, power, and greed.

I live by the codes of old,
Though human Hearts have turned cold
Long ago I believed it would be followed,
Yet it seems the human heart has been hallowed.

I hope still that one human heart is still warm,
I hope that one will find shelter in the coming storm
I now wait for the fight, the war.
Knowing not who I will be for.
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