A poet from the dark realm, from the world of Gothic hymns
A taller came beyond rain, telling stories from land of pain
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I’ll forever stand tall in front of all
From the petty hits to the mighty’s falls

You don’t know what I, in me bear
I am that who no roamer can pair

What I’ve seen, what I’ve defied, through my days
ages ,you’ll waste lost in their maze

From sadness to misery, I have crashed
and easily I broke their “legendary” bash

And when Darkness came creeping around
With a look I destroyed, and it bound

I roved so long in search of a peer
But all in my sight either run or veer

My destiny is to stand alone in the rain
A colossal titan among solitude and pain

He, Pain, is my only truthful mate
The one who companied me along my fate

To you I leave this simple word
As I run to clash your trivial world

Speak as you please! My sword will fly
Above the mere facts of live and die 

Even death as he came to plot his gin
He stepped back and said “ you are not of men”


Influence: William Shakespeare,Edgar Allen Poe, Steven King, Jules Verne, Ben Moody,James Hitfield, Benjamin Bernley, Asis Naserri, Robert Flynn, Daniel Brennare, Mark R Slaughter, Jari Mäenpää