Post by Warlord on Jul 9, 2010 2:15:59 GMT -5
And then four there will be.
For thee, my lord, for thee.
Three stand in the light with skin so fair.
One from the darkness, the light only in his hair.
A Soldier who's thoughts set him apart.
A Peacekeeper who wields a Golden Heart.
A Wild One with hair entwined with a flower.
An Assassin who seeks his darkest hour.
Elven blood within them all.
Shall call them forth, before your fall.
For ill or good, a Legacy takes wing.
When one and all, they slay the king.
For thee, my lord, for thee.
Three stand in the light with skin so fair.
One from the darkness, the light only in his hair.
A Soldier who's thoughts set him apart.
A Peacekeeper who wields a Golden Heart.
A Wild One with hair entwined with a flower.
An Assassin who seeks his darkest hour.
Elven blood within them all.
Shall call them forth, before your fall.
For ill or good, a Legacy takes wing.
When one and all, they slay the king.