The Fallen Tyrant

Rinsed in Styx and forged for an eon,
    I've reaped a lot than I've verily sown;
Impelled by the soul of an obstinate scion,
    I've born again to reclaim my throne.
                                        - The Fallen Tyrant
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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