Malcontent sinistral from long ago,
Hunts the innocent with a poison bow.
Preying upon the weary, lost and confused,
Words of hatred from the souls misused.
Weakening those he wishes to bruise,
Words of poison tortured tales of abuse.
Starving victims of hungered souls,
Lie on the darken path the sinister patrols.
Strength of faith on the enlightened path,
Will avoid the sinistral and his wrath.
Hope and security lies within thy faith,
Escaping the hauntings of the sinistral wraith.
~^*Lady Syndra*^~
05/25/02
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Thy taste of the forbidden fruits bore by evils dark seeds,
Has caused thy self disembowelment of all that is good in thee.
Evils weeps raindrops of destruction, the seeds begin to grow,
Thy mind begins to wither away and thy heart turns into stone.
The ferocious wind silent the cries of those that are battered.
Rendering the innocents precious hope, their faith soon shatters.
Fallen angel of broken faith, thee must stop this wicked destruction,
Evils choking vines grows rapidly, in the raindrops of destruction.
~^*Lady Syndra*^~
04/29/02
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Distressed in thought weaken by thy sufferings,
Weariness leaves thee a heavily laden heart.
Seized by loneliness the gates slowly open to insanity.
Distraught and hollow thy soul withers away,
Leaving thee a shell of the mortal thee once was.
Thy faith has dwindled, thy hope is lost,
Bitter taste of emptiness leaves a foul stench.
No more does thy ears hear the music of the angels,
Thee lie buried within the hollow hills of somber souls
Thy breath weakens as thee give into total darkness,
As the whid blindly upon the path of destruction
Darkness devours thee into total silence
What once was mortal, is no more.
~^*Lady Syndra*^~
04/15/02
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