ChaoticNecromancer

You are my prized creation: The result of long hours filled with, My blood, sweat, tears and pain. But I shall not give you a name. You may walk amongst the living, Though they will never look your way. Like a shadow, they’ll pass you by, And none shall utter your name. You are a being of the darkness; Your bonds are forever mine. Despite what I might call you, Never shall you have a name. I placed the pieces of you together, Sealed them with a piece of me. A chunk of my heart and soul, Though nothing can give you a name. Those men, who have no faces, Could never understand you. At least, not the way that I do,

Dare ye, dare ye Place your palm upon the altar To hearts of gold, the greatest pleasure To hearts of ash, pain unmeasured What did they tell you, As they placed your heart next to the feather? Only once, only once Will you face this challenge Speak not once, put your faith in us Speak not once, use your heart How did it feel, To be judged on character and not color? The bells, the bells Let the bells speak your fate The greatest anticipation fills your heart The blackest fears fill your mind Could you bear it, As they stripped away your bonds to show you true? My dear, my dear The spirits have gifted you You are blessed