It starts with a story
A tale in the making
A tale for the ages
Or so it was said
Well, we all have our stories
But mine from the start has been
Destined from birth to be painted in red

It starts with a whisper
A clink and a footstep
A catch of the breath and a knife in the dark
Running - No, stumbling
I leave them behind
They're of no further use once the blade finds it's mark

They say I should feel something
Guilt, perhaps
Shame, or fear
Something for leaving them back there to die
They whisper and gossip
But hush when I enter
The tale I will carve out sparks hard in my eyes

And why should I fight for them?
Do they think they can needle me?
Why should I prove that I'm not what they said?
I defy their mortality
Spit on morality
Dull. Dusty. Monochrome.
Faded and Dead.

I'm done with their judgement
Their backhanded jibes
I will take what I need from them, because I can
They wanted a nightmare
A demon to run from
And now that they have one, they flock to my hands

Pathetic
It makes me sick
Begging and pleading
Their quavering curses are almost a prayer
So I take what I can and then I walk away from them
Hells with their petty shit, hypocrite stares

I go to the city
Or maybe the outlands
In search of a reason, a freedom, a goal
And I pick up some contracts
And butcher some bandits
And hang around sharpening blades on my soul

It's fun for a while
Just to hear them whimpering
Feeling their fear bring a heat to my chest
But it's never enough
And it never excites me
Like knowing you're there around camp when I rest

What was it?
I can't recall
A whisper at twilight?
A courier? Dream? A pull in the blood?
Something, I know it
It dragged me on forward
Something wild and reckless that spreads like a flood

I gathered my purpose
Bribed, flattered, taunted
Whatever it took to get you on my side
And the others
The hard cases
Dark faces
Low chuckles
Cloaked up and hooded with something to hide

Hunters and killers
Out for the thrill of it
Pick 'em up by their shirts till the riches spill out
The gold and the ale and the wenches are second
To tasting their fear and their hate and their doubt

I always stepped lightly
Garrotte 'em and poison 'em
You're a fierce fighter, all slashes and roars
I slip round the back
To flank as you enter
Speeding my pulse as you smash down the doors

You've rarely seen power or strength that could match me
I'm watching your face out from under my hood
I know that my fractured mind sparks something in you
I wonder what you'd like to do if you could

You're strong, but I'm quicker
Might break if you caught me
Spit venom my way as I laugh in your face
You might leave me gasping
My nails rip your psyche
It bruises, but we're both hung up on the taste

Then I'm gasping beneath you
Your teeth in my shoulder
Growl my name as I carve it right into your skin
I twist and we roll and you push and I scratch
Gasp, pin and shiver, and cry out and grin

I'm shattered in pieces
Your heart's weeping bruises
Your fingers crush mine as I flirt with the server
The barmaid bats lashes, says I don't deserve you
I burn the inn down as if I never heard her

We're good as a pack now
We hunt them down perfect
Smash and grab into their homes and their lairs
It's kind of pathetic
They think they can cross us
Or bother us any with whispers and stares

I know what I am now
I'm coming for those who would think to abuse it for their own false ends
I guess that it's cute that they think they can stop me
I'm coming, make no mistake, me and my friends

I'll push out their eyes as you slice through their guts
And the screams and the sobs will be sweeter than wine
I'll cut out their hearts
With a loving caress
And I'll feel their pulse fade as it mingles with mine

I'll stand on the battlefield
Spattered with scarlet
With hair and with eyes that are darkened and wild
You watch as I end them
Chest heaving, heart pounding
Gods in the making, revered and reviled

You'll drag me against you
Taste blood in my mouth as you kiss me so hard I forget how to breathe
Possessive, destructive, narcotic and rotten
Addictive as lotus and toxic as weed

I'll rise to my throne
And I'll drag you down with me
I'll topple the lords and the Gods in their turn
We'll raze down the heavens and sit on their thrones
And together, my lover,
We'll watch the world burn.