You call us crazy,
You call us insane.
We know who you are,
For He has spoken your name.
"Yet, another child has prayed"
She says to The One.
He who listens tells us
The deeds to be done.
"Travel here, to and fro," he commands
"for we are the Children of His Black Hand."
"Who is He?" you ask
How so unwise,
For you are undeserving
Unworthy!, of His prize
His guidance, His wisdom
Lies within us all.
But you refuse to see it,
And so you fall.
Fall fall fall into His grasp.
His hand crushing your soul,
with His Violent Grasp.
You have but one hope to stop your fate,
And that is in blood, and death
And violence and hate.
We exist for this purpose,
To slaughter wholesale,
For after our deeds
we shout, "Hail Hail."
Our Dreadfather Smiles
Upon Us with joy,
Every man, woman,
Girl, and boy.
We will be spared the fate of thee,
As we are the ones who are truly free.
The Children of His Black Hand, We are,
A family spread over wide and far.
A family taught to give His love and mirth,
And to spread His will over the Heavens and Earth.
A God there is, A Satan too.
But they're seen only
by the unworthy like you.
We are worthy of His love,
Not of God's above.
God would cast us in fire,
Satan would view us as toys.
Our only true salvation,
Lies within the Void.
For that is He,
He is the Void.
Our world of darkness,
Cold and shadow; The Void.
But we are His Children,
The Children of Sithis,
We always know and feel
That He is always with us.
And because of his love,
We be not afraid,
needing nothing but each other
as our own aid.
His will is as real as your pitiful hellfire,
Or your wonderful ascensions bringing you higher and higher.
Never compare yourself to us,
The Children of Darkness,
For we alone, you can never harness.
The fact that you would do that
It's completely absurd.
It would be like comparing
The wolf with the bird.
It is an insult to us
To be associated with you.
So now I must boldly bid you adieu.
But take with you, child, this final lesson.
A teaching of our most Darkest Intention.
"Hail Sithis!" shout we, as true as the air.
May you beautifully Die in His merciless Care.
This was just me killing time and playing skyrim. Ahh, good times indeed. Anyway, please fav or review if you like it. if you don't, no hard feelings. Till next time.