08-20-2015, 06:32 AM
Location: Unknown. Time: Unknown.
One that is six and two that are one fall under a bloodied sky
The deciever wins when it changes side
And armies of dust rise from autumn's eye.
A man, conflicted, undoes the tide
With weapons, not twinned, but two of a kind
Wielded by those who'd nearly twice died.
The clockwork turns to the final wind
Broken and ruined by newfound pride.
The shadow of the light serves as the final bind.
Interesting...
One that is six and two that are one fall under a bloodied sky
The deciever wins when it changes side
And armies of dust rise from autumn's eye.
A man, conflicted, undoes the tide
With weapons, not twinned, but two of a kind
Wielded by those who'd nearly twice died.
The clockwork turns to the final wind
Broken and ruined by newfound pride.
The shadow of the light serves as the final bind.
Interesting...