Markus Hans Trovis
The Pagan Knight
let death be my salvation, for as the sun rises it shall set. I shall be reborn. away from this.. away from you.
A humble being, with no harm to intend. yet still be stabbed by others for fun.
Still a smile across the face, the tears slowly down the cheek. swallowing the bitter wine of truth.
Many ask, why is he so cruel..? its because of others. A tired man offering and offering yet nothing in return.
He looks up to the sky and wonders to himself. Is this why you have forsaken humanity?
I would not blame you... I too would gladly see these beast die.
We kill our own kin, we steal from one another, we betray our brothers and disappoint our mothers.
I wish to be apart... I wish for my freedom. I am not like them... I am not like them...
Grant me one last wish, an eternal slumber and when I awaken let it be all for the good of nature.
Goddess of nature, God of the Hunt.. let them feel your presences and fear the end..
A humble being, with no harm to intend. yet still be stabbed by others for fun.
Still a smile across the face, the tears slowly down the cheek. swallowing the bitter wine of truth.
Many ask, why is he so cruel..? its because of others. A tired man offering and offering yet nothing in return.
He looks up to the sky and wonders to himself. Is this why you have forsaken humanity?
I would not blame you... I too would gladly see these beast die.
We kill our own kin, we steal from one another, we betray our brothers and disappoint our mothers.
I wish to be apart... I wish for my freedom. I am not like them... I am not like them...
Grant me one last wish, an eternal slumber and when I awaken let it be all for the good of nature.
Goddess of nature, God of the Hunt.. let them feel your presences and fear the end..
