Princess LilyPad (In the swamp.)
The Seven Deadly Sins Series-Wrath
Perhaps it was whispered in the wind what a threat the beast posed,
To wrong him or deceive, would release the monster that today again arose.
He lives on battlegrounds stale with the deadly air of pride and mounting restentment,
Vengence is mine sayeth the lord, but the beast bursts forward claiming it back, faking contentment.
For there is no house upon his land or in his heart that stands contented,
Their all haunted by the demons of rage pride and confusion blended.
A fine place for a boy to learn the lessons needed to function as a man.
No way, to this house, I announce was born Wrath.
A soul so boastful, so brutish and cruel,
I am the king here, cross me and you’ll suffer fool,
I will rip the babies from your wombs and eat their flesh,
Because the horror all before have suffered me, this, times ten I will stab to your breast.
I’m the star of the show, I’m the braggart you know,
With pride so overblown, he can’t be taken down to a low,
Which would be playing the master for a fool, and for that you will get yours yet.
I will burn your mothers then take her child, his lying lover to the gallows, no regret.
There is no walking away from the Master of Wrath,
He will follow you for years, poison every person you love, every proposed path.
You will have to drive a dagger straight into his hateful heart.
And kill him dead if you desire new lovely lives, fresh eyes and a new life’s start.
Leave him dead on this dirt, and never look back
Only black bleak beginnings come to those who may still have their brush with wrath.
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