“I
have walked the paths; The shadowed roads that led to terrors
breast.
I have plumbed the depths of Hatreds womb and scaled destruction’s
crest.
For every
secret left unveiled, For every power learned,
I'd sell the remnants of my soil, regardless how it burned.
And still I sought a higher wisdom few could have attained.
Thought I found it, It would leave me - broken, damned and
drained.
For now I
find this power gained is more unto a curse.
My spirit burns with every spell and each irreverent verse.
Despite this strength and knowledge learned I paid have a heavy
toll.
Never Should’ve traded power for my own immortal soul.
- N. Thomas