The Blood of Forgotten Oaths
Steel-bound words once carved in stone, Now rust in whispers, dead and alone.
The oaths we swore in fire and ash, Lie shattered now, mere ghosts of past.
A blade was drawn, a wound was made, Yet scars still whisper, cold and frayed.
Beneath the weight of silent screams, The echoes writhe, the soul redeems.
Ink turns black beneath the skin, A tale of ruin carved within.
The hands once strong now shake in dust, Their bones betray their hollow trust.
A crimson sun, a starving tide, A love undone, a fate denied.
The night is long, the shadows call, They dance in halls where secrets fall.
A requiem hums in fractured breath, Where promises drown and love meets death.
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