All lost souls kneel before him
Chanting out
"All hail your Majesty. For he has saved us."
In darkness he grows
In light he bleeds
The souls follow every warning he heeds
With skeletal hands
Gripping a sword of scarlett blood,
A head of black fire,
Eyes of lost hope,
And a cape of broken dreams
He rules the lost ,
The hopeless,
The shattered,
And forgotten
He is the the King Of Death.
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Dedicated to @NeonSmiles13 because she helped tons with this, and I was thinking of the percy jackson series while writing this little mini series, and percy jackson is her favorite series
'til my next upload my Penguins
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Death's Royalty
PoetryA small collection of poems with the different POV's of deaths royalty and the souls.
