Nostradamus. (By Sapphirus)

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He walks on a dark path,
Path where shadows twist and play,
Path of cynical Madness,
Nostradamus sees the path decay,
Beneath the bale,
Bale of the eyes of the watchful Moon,
Cold and distinct,
He walks on the dark path,
Path of crimson Enlightenment,
Nostradamus hears the stars' sight,
As he walks on the dark path,
Path of twisted Fate.

He walks on a dark path,
A golden prophet once with clear vision,
Clear as jade in turquoise spring,
Nostradamus treads the endless night,
As he walks on the dark path,
Path of sheer Loneliness,
Foreseeing doom to his mind's delight,
Nostradamus now holds only fear,
Fear of the Unknown.

He walks on a dark path,
The winds carry notes of song forgotten,
Notes of Gods' destruction,
Notes of a wrathful harmony,
Nostradamus knows where he belongs,
As he walks on the dark path,
Path of Rage heavenly,
Foretold by stars his empire shall fall,
Bequeath,
Nostradamus hears upon the call of sanity,
Boisterous and clear,
As he walks on the dark path,
Path of toxic Vengeance.

He walks on a dark path,
His castle walls of stone exquisite,
Reflecting the lost grandeur and might,
Nostradamus sees them turn to sand,
Golden grains of rejection at his touch,
As he walks on the dark path,
Path of Solitude,
Shattered mirrors reflect his hollow eyes,
Soul bygone lifeless they remain,
Nostradamus dull with weary cries,
As he walks on the dark path,
Path of broken Despair.

He walks on a dark path,
Voices murmuring from the lively past,
Nostradamus knows his faith too vast,
Vision golden yet tainted,
Vision haunting his every breath,
As he foresees his own death,
Skewered to the spears cast by the Reaper himself,
In a garden where the nightshade grows,
Dark and embracing,
Nostradamus feels the cold breeze,
As he walks on the dark path,
Path of shattering Insanity.

He walks on a dark path,
The gods have spoken loud and clear,
Nostradamus bows as the fate unfolds,
Bows to the veneer of Looms of Fate,
Stars above him resembling a cruel array,
Nostradamus fades to grey dust,
As he walks on the dark path,
Path of Decay.

~ Sapphirus

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