The Fallen Sage

by Levi   Sep 3, 2006


He finds you when you're sleeping,
And when the daylight fades.
It doesn't matter where you are,
He'll surly find his way.
He'll kill you in an instant,
With his blood-stained blade.

He lingers in the darkness,
Waiting for his time to come.
When his wait has ended,
He'll start to have his fun.
He's an unforgiven demon,
and the fallen Sage.

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