Post by Ridley on Mar 11, 2006 21:48:50 GMT -5
Free versed:
An ode, to the fallen Lady of The Kill
who has tarried with great exuberance
and sought those whom have been marked.
She took her first with skill and grace,
and with a hug sealed his fate.
Friends she made with many a foe,
and mourned, she did, for those who had fallen.
A week now passed and another to hunt,
but luck had favored her not this day.
She spied her prey and the one whom preyed on her,
they were the same yet seperate in birth.
She sought the aid of her friends,
but her hunter was nowhere to be found.
They parted ways and she went to be tested,
her class done, she spotted her foe.
Out the back she went and she readied herself,
her friends were out of reach.
She turned to fire and found herself fired upon,
as she fell a pang hit my chest.
I knew the Lady of The Kill was dead.
So this Requiem goes out to her,
and all that hear it shall weep.
For the maiden of the kill has fallen,
and she shall be missed.
by Slayer
An ode, to the fallen Lady of The Kill
who has tarried with great exuberance
and sought those whom have been marked.
She took her first with skill and grace,
and with a hug sealed his fate.
Friends she made with many a foe,
and mourned, she did, for those who had fallen.
A week now passed and another to hunt,
but luck had favored her not this day.
She spied her prey and the one whom preyed on her,
they were the same yet seperate in birth.
She sought the aid of her friends,
but her hunter was nowhere to be found.
They parted ways and she went to be tested,
her class done, she spotted her foe.
Out the back she went and she readied herself,
her friends were out of reach.
She turned to fire and found herself fired upon,
as she fell a pang hit my chest.
I knew the Lady of The Kill was dead.
So this Requiem goes out to her,
and all that hear it shall weep.
For the maiden of the kill has fallen,
and she shall be missed.
by Slayer
Just say so. If not don't be hatin please. 