Warlot - Helheim

Born in fire and ice

Pure of heart, mind and soul

I crush the walls of ignorance

Never to betray my heritage

You can kill my body

But my ravishing moral I’ll keep for myself

WARLOT

I seek none but my own bliss

Grasped through the paragons I choose

Self-righteousness one can say

But in the end you have to choose your own way

None stand before me

None can mock my ways

I quench my thirst through my own artistry

Memories —

Fields of gold

Life —

Shades of grey

Walls-

Built to punish

Pride —

Never imprisoned

All is all —

In the middle earth

That is where —

I’ve laid my peace