Nightmare King
High atop a black sand horse
Eyes burning an evil gold
Drenched in darkness, cloaked in shadow
Conjuring the fear of legends old
Once a warrior strong and true
Protecting innocence and light
Corrupted by the Fearling prisoners
Turned into those he used to fight
Battling those he once called friend
Betraying trusts hard won
Not caring he can never repair
All the damage he has done
But deep inside his blackened soul
There still lies a heart of gold
Trying to do what he knows is right
While trapped inside the Fearlings' hold
A dark lair under the earth
Twists and turns where shadow lie
Igniting fear within your soul
The Nightmare King shall rise
I found this is an old folder, so I decided to type it up and post it! Um, so . . . Thanks for reading!
~C