Alderthron
Alderthron.
Casting from my palms,
"I call on Alderthron,
Depart my realm, begone.
Or I will burn you Pagan.
I swear by Alderthron."
"Yes leave this realm,
Vile demon slime.
Feel his fire that burns,
For your bestiality,
Comes, beware, the
Power of Alderthron"
"Thy soul does get, as is much earned,
I see your end, as Prophetsised,
And you return as smoke, and then,
Alderthron decides."
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Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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