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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The stench of blood so thick you could taste it Raivel swallowed hard amongst the slashed corpses of terrified souls littering the field A harvest of death gleams and sparkles as the crimson dripped from his swords edge Duty is duty, never question, everyone dies Untangle the mortal souls that clutch the earth of their graves. Send them to the gods... Raivel was half divine but pure evil numb from life, dark inside His eyes slits of glowing hate, Only fully opened when he killed with a bosterious laughter of doom. Raivel was created for the kill Killing all, good or bad, young or old ugly or beautiful, dead was dead Death was his wages for his being and he was always paid in full Demon perhaps, Vengeance not quite Justice? who amongst humans can judge the gods His face was void, only devil eyes and open mouth of laughter. Mercy never, emotionless but beautiful in a haunting ballad of slaughter. All who saw him fell and trembled All who fled impaled on his spear There was no where to hide Only time to die Prayers to the gods who sent him mocked the very existence of his being. Was Raivel sent to perish the human race were the gods tired of disappointment or was slaughter morbid enjoyment Fire from the sky would cleanse the mounds of dead flames licking away until the smoldering ashes blown into the wind would darken the sky and fore warn others of their fate. On the Field of Jade, earth's perfection of grace and beauty Raivel kneeled a wash in the splatters of blood red His back towards the dead polluting this sacred place. Raivel stood and open his eyes and screamed the pain of millions of butcher souls. He swung his mighty sword into heaven to pierce the bellies of the gods. No more my lords, no more... A shiver of mist blanketed the earth as soft raindrops cried upon the land. Raivel his open eyes full blood red shed a single tear as he combusted from within shooting flames of hell so high the ashes of heaven buried the dead. Time has passed, legends are born little children be good or Raivel will slay us all And people to this day still visit the wonderful Field of Jade where roses bloom full and heavy colored deep in the hue of Blood Red.
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