birth

Will you marry me?

She started packing things along the room;
While he was waiting on his knees
He thought he’ll never see her smile again
Got scared; than horrified he’d loose her –
So time was given for a choice – no repent
And then, when he’d expect it less
He saw the ring onto her hand – so shiny

Yet happy he was not; he also saw the end
Two thousand moons after that day…
He saw the wolves rising in armies
And demons walzing to his end!
He hoped he’d stop thad day from coming
But wrong he was… So wrong…

And so the day of ashes came – a day of beasts
So he gave up from hoping; took his nails
The wolves did not attack him though;
The demons gave him wine to drink –
And they all bowed into one question – ‘my king?‘ –
and then the world had opened to the beast