When darkness whispers softly to me
Powers of drowning thoughts gently be
Accursed shadow like foam of the sea
Binds me to death, my courage sets me free
My spirit immortal, no tomb can ever bind
The endless glory for which I have pined
Eyes with blood and tears rendered blind
Haunted with memories shall come unconfined
The gaping seasons around me scatter and run
Like an eagle that soars to the dazzling sun
I rise to glory, timeless my voyage has begun
To accomplish what no mortal before me has done
I kneel, I rise a Knight, with a sword and a bow
I strike at injustice, with might, a single blow
Transforms the darkness, the cold into a glow
I am part of the Eternal, which I must bestow
On whoever conquers the darkness, arise
Join my legions, soar toward the endless skies
Fate bows to me, my strength never wanes or dies
Tyrants, beware, I will herald your demise
I hold the spear, I am the dauntless knight
My rage against the flickers of your dying light
Outsoars the shadows, transforms the fading night
And that unrest which men miscall delight
I am the Hunter; I slay tyrants with no fear
I shoot my arrows, I plunge the spear
Tales of my glory spread loud and clear
Beware of my fury, your end is near
Maxwell O’Reilly
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