Bravely tread, risk is my chance with fate

Power to oblige at this hour so very late

Whisper my name, wind spread my fear

Death is the end, and death is very near

For in the dark, for that I hark, the heart of my prey

And so from the shadows, my golden meadows, I attack without delay

Their fleeting feet, like high noon heat, raced from my charge

The smell of fear, which lingered in the air, drove my adrenaline at large

From the shadows I strike, blade ever swift and sharp

Others made of my like, still hear the bang of my harp

Like an angel greeting a soul, ill parade my instrument

With eyes black as deathly coal, I’ll free you of earthly containment

I see this world, so black and decayed

I see this life, so fragile and frayed

I see the corruption I see the pain

I see this life of mine all in vain

Knight for my people, blade in hand

Drums boom, and demon’s sing

It is today, its hell I bring

Swinging her blade but only cutting air
The lord of death draws his blade, noticing her fear
Suddenly cautious, she draws back in defends
Her eyes folowing him, strict and intense

A peaceful grin comes across her face
Lightly she stands keeping the demon's pace
The demon laughs as he notices her move
As if her movement were only to sooth

Smiling with pointed teeth he walks slowly
Telling her her death comes soon oh so cooly

For into the moon light, walked one demon war worn and anciently aged

Stepping forward his sword spinning
His lash quick with the metal stunning
She barely moves to his lightning fast trick
Though she feels, she wasn't as quick

She coughs and stands, supporting her with her weapon
Sanguine streaks cover her linen
"I am yet alive, why not kill me?"
He smiles and flashes her into a tree

She smiles softly, and charges him
managing only to skim
She dives behind him, he turns to see
She slashes out at her enemy

He slashes at her, her eyes adjust
Blades colide and lock from the thrust
He trys to push her blade from under her grasp
But ended up with enough time to gasp

Into his head she thrusts a knife
Ending his lordly life
In the seconds that they fought upon this land
Only seconds, did it take for him to turn into sand.

with that testimony, I push the tip of my knife deep into his neck

the blood spraying like a river, he is sick

“To hell with you all, damned be thy name

Return back to hell, for hell has souls to claim

I am the judge and executioner, by blade I kill

For the righteous, and the condemned I won’t stand still

In the name of god, and before the jury

Witness the power of holy divine fury

Forever eternal, as long as there’s an early casket