August 19, 2018 · 9:08 am

Evariste Vital Luminais
All These Lands
Have Felt my Hand
As a Slave
Thief
Reaver of Men
Slayer of Demons
Toppler of Kingdoms
the Lion Crowned Dragon
All These Things I am
I Who Have Drank Blood
From my First Gasp
Pray to my Grimm Grey God
So to Shall be my Last
#B27321
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Check Him
Out
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August 3, 2018 · 1:19 am

The Story of the Greatest Nations
Hordes of Death
Have Not Stopped me Yet
I a Cimmerian Son
From the Somber Land
of Steel & Bloodied Hand
a Beautiful Slave my Queen
She Who Set me Free
& Allowed me to Be
the King That I am
a Ruler of the Land
Noble Just & Right
a Lion & His Wife
#B27321
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December 29, 2016 · 7:25 pm

Arthur Rackham
the Loneliness
&
Helplessness
of Grey
Walls
&
Locked Bars,
of Master
&
Slave
&
the Thoughts
That Remain
–
Their Voices
Sang
Like
the Grave,
Spiral Down
the Abyss;
Justice’s Kiss
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September 14, 2014 · 8:20 pm
Please tell us
a 7 word
Weird Tale.
Thank you.

Gustave Dore
Slave
Soldier
Slayer
I
Come
for
Thee
#B27321
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June 11, 2014 · 1:12 am

Gustave Dore
How Far
the Fallen
He Who
Would
not
be
Slave
Not
Bray
Master
Aye
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