Duel of Honour (ft. Aeschylus`)
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Duel of Honour-
Quote:
They say the blood of a man turns cold at the time he kills his own.
Aeschylus`- The Mission
The banging of thunder.......I crash as lightning on the nestlings
Because the best time to deliver is when they are unsuspecting
The crimson water runs to the depths of hell and my pain is ceased
This thing for keeps, i collect and dissappear to the depths
With this one job left, me and my comrade can finally rest
The King and his men, surrounded by the entire french army
But for a quick time in the day, they may not unarm me
I delivered the blow, a sort af Thwack that left the king trappped
"Fuck the royal family"
He couldn't believe it, one of his closest friends would stab his back
Hell brought to life, an inferno around just the three of us
not room for much, so we started our job, but the king was mighty in fact
Every blow my comrad sent, his sword would send two back
Fuck that, we attacked a stab and it was all the king could do to say
"We were family......how could you do this to me?"
.
finally
that ended the chapter, i was free... but i felt as cold as a stone...
Johnny 6-feet- The Escape
Quote:
They say the blood of a man turns cold at the time he kills his own
...And that once innocence is lost it always feels alone
The rebellion was sounded by the spark of gunpowder
Walls caved in with falling masonry, cries returned much louder
The king gurgled, a red river pouring from his spine
Soldiers swarmed the assassins, anger roaring from the mind
The castle was swarmed, royal battalions were drawn
Into columns to stem the mercenaries, parrying harm
The killers made their escape across rooves and balconies
Dodging muskets shot from marksmen, and were about to leave
But a unit barred their way, swords gleaming, fire in eyes
Knife throws and razor steel made them expire and rise
The sunset matched the intensity of the building ablaze
And the new age was dawning at the end of the wave
It was a honourable duel but with dark intent
A dicatator overthrown and his spark was spent
Word.