HERO
A demon, coated eyes of black
upon the wolves his whip would crack
"Work faster salves or pain you'll taste
my bloody whip will end your race."
Together weres would join in song
to sing of places long since gone.
Flowered pastures and forests deep
vallied farms with fields of wheat.
Grassy knolls where pups would run
Playing in the summer sun
The time they knew had long since past
a time they hoped would always last.
But now they work, forever slaves
until the day they dig there graves
But suddenly a ray of light
piercing through the endless night.
A lone wolf stood with fur of white
"you reign of terror ends tonight"
The demon cackled violently
"you think you stand a chance with me"
The white one stood on burning sand
a long and silver blade in hand.
"Come now demon cant you see
im much more than a match for thee."
The demo drew his darkened blades
stained with blood from all his slaves
From the white one "this ends here"
The dark ones grin was ear to ear.
Both them lunged with strength of gods
when one would swing, the other dodged
Swords would clash and sparks ignite,
shrouding darkness into light
Ending life the demon knew
the white ones blade a crimson hue.
"Damn you wolf, you had to cheat
my skills are best, they cant be beat."
The werewolf took a heavy breath
the air was rank with lingering death.
"Demon you will never see,
the light i hold inside of me."
The white ones eyes were filled with dred
he knew his brother would soon be dead.
"We used to run, we once were free
but then you disappointed me.
Our mother was the sweetest thing
i used to love to hear her sing.
But with your blades and darkened heart
you went and ripped her flesh apart.
Now im here to end your life
like you once did my loving wife.
My children looking down on me
their love again ill never see."
The white ones eyes were weld with tears,
the dark ones time was almost here.
"Goodbye dear friend ill miss you so,
but now your time has come you know"
The white one drew a blade of black
and stabbed it in the demons back.
The white ones tears were flowing fast
his destiny was done at last.
And with his finally finished quest
he took his blade and stabbed his chest.
The werewolves sing his noble deed
and how he came in times of need
Forever lost in endless time
they'll always sing that famous rhyme.
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