The old warrior,
Stood apon the battlefield,
All was lost,
He had given it,
His best fight,
Yet it was not enough,
For it was now,
The time to,
Sleeve his sword,
And admit defeat,
There is this time,
For all soldiers,
When defeat must be faced,
Yet he knows,
There will be another day,
To rise from the,
Blood and ashes of defeat,
To find victory again.....
There are times,
When I called on him,
He served me well,
I battles of old,
When ruthless actions,
Even cruelty,
Were needed to survive,
For in his darkness,
Lies a strength,
Needed to combat,
Those who would cause harm,
To friends and myself alike,
Though sometimes I must,
Hold him back,
From causing pain to,
Who have pained me,
For to let him loose,
There would be no mercy,
So who is this,
That lies within my soul,
Who is this darkest,
Part of my being,
When asked all I can reply,
I am Marius....................
Listen clearly all,
To even the strongest,
Of you vampyres,
For those who,
Are true of heart,
And true of soul,
Gaurd your soul well,
Do not give it too freely,
Do not open it to easily,
For though you feel,
Another will care for it,
May can be cast aside,
By those who,
Do not know,
The true meaning,
Of giving ones soul,
And the feeling
Of being one,
So beware my Vampyre,
Who offer your soul to,
So it will be loved,
And not devoured........
Who am I you ask,
Then I shall tell you,
I am not one of,
God's umwanted children,
I am not one of,
God's children at all,
My soul was born,
Of the darkness,
Back in the begining,
A child of the union,
Of Lucifer and Lilith,
Born to live,
In the shadows,
To feel the pain,
That the mortal world,
Will not feel,
To grow strong,
From that pain,
And to live by the Blood,
For the Blood is my life,
The Blood is my strength,
The Blood is my honor,
I am the Sang Vampyre
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