Here comes the horseman,
Veiled within his armor,
To the village,
Rode the horseman.
Welcome to the village horseman,
No blade no harm let him,
Into the village,
Rode the horseman.
Engulfed the king darkest of dream,
His queen fall into the sharpest streams,
Blame the horseman it was part of his scheme,
Out of the village,
Rode the horseman.
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide,
Towards the horizon horseman with his ride,
Without the string he as the kite,
Flew over and over,
Rode the horseman.
No sleep nor rest fortnight passed,
Back to his hometown nothing but vast,
Everything down the flame blasted,
Gritted teeth eyes were glass,
Out of homeland,
Rode the horseman.
Back to the king no prohibition ,
Lies behind the veil apocalyptic visions,
Bear the Mystic Rose screaming for King's recognition ,
Implanted on horseman mind he will never forgiven.
Alone the horseman stand behind the king,
As swift as the wind the horseman sing,
The king couldn't resist not to sink,
Fall like leaf after spring.
All hail the new king.
Settled down eased on his throne,
Forgot his own face his homegrown,
The King spend more than he can,
Love his gold more than lifespan,
Tick tock tick tock
End?
So, Here comes the horseman,
Veiled within his armor,
To the village,
Rode the horseman!
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42
PoetryI will keep writing until the chapter succeeds 41 and precedes 43. P/S : I do not own any of the illustration in this writings
