(no subject)

[seeyat]

Still held within the laws of this land

Strung up by the shackles of dread and demand

Lies about caring what bodies digest

In order to hold to the trust as they jest

Something that never was known from the start

Believed in deception through teeth clenched cold hearts

Awaiting activation of my oldest creation

The mind I had locked from my purest sensation

Formidable action is merited now

Most obvious carelessness who should have bowed

As though age trumps knowledge, intelligence gained

Through knowing most methods and purity stained

Distraught is the one who once held a man’s hand

Delia blinds us and all of her land

With care and precision learned through this attack

Corvenus is dead and there’s no going back