The Ceremony of the Dark Mark
A Filk
To: Florence
From: Notre-Dame de Paris (the French recording)
Words: Luc Plamondon
Music: Richard Cocciante
By: TheMischiefMakers
Snape
I never speak of it.
How I got the Mark.
Never speak of the night.
When those fires burned bright.
Karkaroff
Try with all of your might.
Not to remember that night.
Not easily ignored.
The Ceremony of the Dark Mark
Two different people though
We are not quiet apart
But, are bonded together
By the Dark Mark
Snape
Those events that play on
In my darkest of nights
I relieve the events
Of the fires so bright
Karkaroff
Thus, we were all Marked.
By Lord Voldemort.
Snape
Though, I denounce him now.
The Mark it still pains me.
Karkaroff
Can't ignore all the pain.
When the Dark Mark does flame.
Both
Can't deny what we've done.
When forced by Its flame.
Karkaroff
I fear him way too much.
So, I will now bow out.
Ignore the call
Of this His Dark Mark.
Snape
My life is torn apart.
By this His Dark Mark.
Things never the same to be
As my past still haunts me.
Shadowed by all I've done.
Both
Two different people share,
This one common Plight
Similar events
On two different dark nights
But, two events all the same
Shadowed by dark flame
An event that is so dark
The Ceremony of the Mark
Lives and souls torn apart.
Shadowed by the Dark Mark.
A/N: Something serious from us. Enjoy. The Characters are Rowlings and the show belongs to the above-mentioned people.