((I thought it might be fun to have people write poems or music based on their characters in the IAP. This is just for fun))
In the dark when cold wind blows,
Trough twisted limbs and bitter snows,
?Neath the moon that frigid glows,
There the lycan cries.
Frenzied fury in the mist,
Where ice and fire together twist,
Where rage bestows the Judas kiss,
With black and vengeful eyes.
Where once stood the maiden fair,
Pale of fur and ghostly hair,
Now has brought the beast to bear,
Where innocence had died.
Bloody beast of woeful strength,
Pawn in darker twists of fate,
Now rise up to claim the stake,
Walk the path of lies.
Now set to the twisted path,
One body bearing separate halves,
Bitter ice and blazing fire,
Woe to he who strikes her ire. Many roles with many names,
Mother, monster, child, insane.
Sister, friend, novitiate,
One who loves and one who hates,
Will she be turned, or turn away?
When the moonlight fades away.
In the dark when cold wind blows,
Trough twisted limbs and bitter snows,
?Neath the moon that frigid glows,
There the lycan cries.
Frenzied fury in the mist,
Where ice and fire together twist,
Where rage bestows the Judas kiss,
With black and vengeful eyes.
Where once stood the maiden fair,
Pale of fur and ghostly hair,
Now has brought the beast to bear,
Where innocence had died.
Bloody beast of woeful strength,
Pawn in darker twists of fate,
Now rise up to claim the stake,
Walk the path of lies.
Now set to the twisted path,
One body bearing separate halves,
Bitter ice and blazing fire,
Woe to he who strikes her ire. Many roles with many names,
Mother, monster, child, insane.
Sister, friend, novitiate,
One who loves and one who hates,
Will she be turned, or turn away?
When the moonlight fades away.