| Hello my friend, I can hear the egyption chimes calling your name, the onk that rest upon your grave. I'll bury you with my praise. My friend, killer of rodents, killer of infesting verman. Rest in peace, and rest assured knowing I will carry your life into the next with me as I go with you. Black and clear, you found the way out of here, fighting for your rights. Maybe it was murder, maybe it was curiosity that got you, you shadow of salvation, you simmering soul of Night, eyes of the cat besets your past. You did well, killing plauge infested infections. You my friend I mourn as I rise from my bed, to say a prayer in your name, burn a memory, burn a candle, its all something Iv learned over time to handle. You sneaking, you creeping shadow, seething with inspiration, you killed many, and now you are the one being laid to rest. Old friend, brother of my son. When the sun sets, we will lay your body to rest. They will fear your memory, and near lazy insanity. Crazed and ready to kill those you hate. I'll place a tombstone in your place, I'll remember everything as your brother sleeps on the floor alone. Waiting for his brothers ressurection, so that they might kill together once again. But that day won't come until you both find peace. So old friend, rest, I know now you have found great relief, even though no one knew your beliefs. Everything has changed, your enemy screams as the brother hood creeps upon them, they die, they squirm inbetween your brothers blood soaked paws. Werecat, living by the moonlight, sweet when asleep, a beast when awake, creeping death, and when the sun sets, he rises. Now Old friend, shadow like stalker of infestious prey, you are Immortal! |
