Coat me in crimson,
Legacies paid in blood.
I’ll yet wield an axe –
Those who earn a monster’s trust.
Some have played at champions,
Slain me in a thousand times incarnate.
Annihilation to oblivion and back,
A hundred thousand corpses.
What is my judgement worth?
Cold grey eyes.
The Thorn In A Lion’s Paw.
