Death walking among the herd. If you stop and look around at them , the cattle or ants milling around in their busy little worlds. Never looking up to appreciate what is really worth living for. They all live for what they feel they need like money, possesions, or others approval of them. They do not realize that this is not important, but what is , is the mark you leave on others as you brush past them, while traveling on towards eternity.
I welcome death,
Its cool hard grip.
Grasping my throat,
My juglar ready to rip.
Taking what little life,
Is left inside of me.
Here are the coins,
Which the boatman shall need.
Take me away from here,
This horrid moment in time.
Take me to my true home,
To Hell or of the same kind.
My heart is cold,
Inside it is already dead.
There is nothing but pain and sorrow,
Dancing around in my head.
I now walk this path,
In a cloud of fog and mist.
Look deep past my eyes.
And death you can not miss.
Raw Energy- You can create raw energy from your
emotions, this enables you to be always on your
guard and inflict pain to those who threaten
you- be careful, for what may come as a surge
of power could diminish if the purpose was
solely for destruction
You are the Final Lover. Romanic, honey-tongued
romeo, you are the master of love's last kiss.
You woo the young ladies, pluck them from
light's caress and give them a smile as they
sink into death.
Wraith: Death has claimed you, but you can not move
on just yet. Something has kept you from moving
on to your final destination. Even in death,
you still have ways of affecting and
communicating with the living, however your
resources are rather limited. The only way for
you to continue your shadow of an existence is
to feed off the negative emotions of others,
and/or to receive energy from the ties that
keep you tethered to this mortal realm. These
ties are your life blood, your true treasure,
and you would guard them with every fiber of
your being when needed to.
DARK CRIMSON
