Lyrik: The End of the Hellmaster

Hier etwas Lyrik, nennen wir es ein Gedicht/eine Ballade, die ich heute verfasst habe.

The End of the Hellmaster

A demon with the body of a boy,

Despiteous desiring

The obliteration of the world.

He found a human vessel

For summoning the power of chaos.

„Darkness beyond blackest pitch,

Deeper than the deepest night,

Lord of Nightmares, who shines like gold

Upon the sea of chaos.“

But chaos is a creative force,

The origin and destiny of all things.

Calling upon its power

equals

calling upon its will.

„Who are you!?“

„I am the mother of all darkness.

I am the one who has dreamed for years,

Uncounted of regaining my form.

I am darkness beyond blackest pitch,

Deeper than the deepest night.

I am the sea of chaos,

The mother of all beings.“

„She called upon your power,

I didn't want you to be summoned!

HOW CAN YOU BE HERE?!“

„My will is my power,

My power is my will.

I'm coexistent pure power and pure will.

You, who so desperately seeks destruction,

As you wish,

You shall be destroyed!“

In the snatch of victory

his plan ultimately failed

and he was returned

to nothingness.