Lyna: Hey it's me :D So I got bored at one in the morning… so I wrote a poem… and I will love you forever if you make a cover and show it to me! Just… I have no clue what am I doing I don't even know. I hope we get to listen, right my nonexistent fans who would love me if I got off my lazy ass, stopped playing Skyrim, and wrote my fan fictions? Shattered will be worked on… eventually. I am sorry. Too obsessed with Farkas. Shout it all like FARKAAAAAAAAAAS! in the angry battle way and it sounds so cool. I got off topic. Rate, review, and cover- that sounded wrong…
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
Dear Mother of mine, cover me in night
A blade of nightshade to take hearts from light
Dread Father of mine, bless me with death
Taking from men their very last breath
In glory your name we sing to their blood
Seeing with joy that last red flood
A whisper to take life for Chaos and fear
Such joy it brings to draw Sithis near
A shadow of death to take innocent life
A tool to be used to spread sin and strife
For the glory of Sithis with arrow I strike
With grace felling man and mer alike
A face too sweet wielding frost and flame
With seemingly good intent I came
Striking with magic before deed was known
To flee as a mage, remaining unknown
A force of strength to carve flesh from bone
My skill with axe and sword I hone
I claim the warrior's heart with pride
Yet still with the Dread Father I reside
A ghost of a spirit and yet I remain
In death I view the world with disdain
To guard my kin for time all along
And yet it is in the Void I belong