Bloodborne
Aphelon
Bloodborne, heir to the will of all who grace it's fields, the bleeding grounds beneath the sun.
Surge forth Alpha Warriors, restless, to know is your right.
Bare your chests, proceed with confidence and resilience in what could be, this earth will comply, absorbing all that may flow from ye.
Engage exquisite one, scar the sky may all submit and hail your might.
Wounds inflicted, wreaths ordained. The sigils of courage immortal.
Inititiate offerings for mankinds reprieve, Hail!
The hear of the Yew beats in courtship with mine, Hail!
What once walked, in our thoughts must now stand in our midst, oh false ones of paved ways, you are but husks of the past.
