

Starry nightStarry night.. A holy night A night of love, a night of pain Two souls, twined together become one The knight of the realm, claims the helm Of the Gods he so loves The woman, claims the sky Of the Earth she so admires They walk the land, hand in hand Searching for the stars they so love Castle keep, rumbling deep Rises up to destory hope A cry of power, rings from the tower And almost swallows all of what they hold dear One blue, one red Eyes of strength, eyes of rage Scream to the tower "Let me free" One purple, one silver Two lovers iStarry night


Queen of AllHere I am Queen of all Yet no one holds me at all No King to uphold this caslte keep No Prince to hold the throneQueen of All
Tears of blood, heart of pain Why does no one hold this sorrowed heart? For it bleeds and never stops
Here we stand upon a battlefield of woe, hearts aflame No king too lead our troops No prince to hold our lines true Yet what happens to all we hold dear? Here I am, Queen of all Yet no one holds me at all


The SamuraiHere he stands, man of blades Power surging through his veins Sword flashing, eyes dancing Hues of blue, staring at youThe Samurai
Chains of black, shining bright Sheath of silk, sword of crimson Blade stained red, screams of pain Echo through the air, the sound of sweet bliss to insane ears
Sword of power, screams to the tower "Set me free" it says, but does he listen? No, he continues on his path, ignoring the screams of wrath Hues of blue..staring at you Ignore the cries of pain Push on, never look back Power surges through thou's veins


Black as night~* Black as night, quite the sight. Teeth of swords, claws of knives. Fur of shields, eyes of an emerad hue. True to his path is he, hunter is thou. Power runs through that massive body, strong as ten men. Skills honed through battle, and endless screams. Vampire is he, King of the night. Run does he, light on his feet. Teeth stained red, eyes aglow. Black as night, quite the sight ~*Black as night
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A Signature will never be able to fully describe how friggin totally awesome feathers are! ^v^
Fire Emblem Club
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Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot.
In your soul are infinitely precious things
that cannot be taken from you.
Oscar Wilde
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