From heaven he fell with black wings, let a tale be heard forever of the fallen, let the wicked forever be wicked let the righteous forever be true, let him fall forever more in the abyss, into the darkness he goes
It is not aware to me the occurrence of his events... Did his actions proceed before his writings or did he write in his pad and his fate followed.
imagine a barren land swept away by darkness, so he were a stranger in a strange land, as he walked though that of his own nightmare his demons appeared, love became a tragedy again and again, the hard wind blew the world apart, yet somehow in the chaos he felt at home
Facing a lonely moon the night sky appears as though it has never been darker. He's lost the only woman who made him feel alive.... She was his last connection to humanity...
he slew mythical beasts and solved impossible riddles, but nothing was enough, a mighty king with no name has stolen his ability to see light, surround but nothing but chaos he himself became consumed by his own anger, his black wings spread pushing the wind and lifting him in the air, he would not let it end with him
