Alas thee wicked bastard
hast stolen m'heart.
Direct m'footsteps of anger
as I prepare to fight.
'Pon this mountain I
summons earths winds.
Allowing whirling armor
to taketh control.
Wolf spirit enter m'soul
grant ye thy thirst for blood.
Sharpen m'senses in the night
blessing; O' ye with a sword of light.
Destroying Toro god of sin;
slicing his throat.
King of vile 'tis an evil goat.
"TORO release m'love
less ye taste m'blade
of lightning; sharply
seeking to devour thy soul."
Hasten in anger I slashed, once
twice, thrice his torso in two;
crawling in thine stench
of blacken aroma; Ye art
bleeding liquid red, green.
My battle complete, I turned
as m'darlings chains snapped.
I heard spirits on the gales
screaming Tors's name.
Dooming him to Hell; Failing to heed
their warning...I realize 'tis easy
I hath won!
Toro's demons just begun...
Whilst embraced m'love kisses
set m'heart aflame.
Looking deep into his eyes
'twas thee last thing seen.
Demons pierced m'heart
from behind, tore it out!
I became divine; an angelic
warrior left desiring revenge.
I died, twas reborn to wipe
out Toro's, sin.
In disgrace not I took m'stand
protecting paradise, man.
Toro stole him seeking m'blood
because m'heart belong to another.
His kind, caring brother.
"Taketh heed! Toro still lives
raging for control.
Still I wage war; for m'beloved
unafraid, bold."
Bronze trophy winner
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