The wolf he hungers…

And so shall he eat.

Sunk deep into madness,

Of Luna’s faithless deceit.

His flesh is afire

As it screams from within…

As his soul falls prey

To this misery again.

Begging the Gods

To war for his rage

He seeks out the weak…

For his barbaric rampage.

Gypsies will dance

And pray for their fears,

To silence the screams

On the moors they will hear.

-Antony King  © 2016














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