Cadaleon_Worldbreaker

You dare touch the rose?
Its bush of dread flame?
To weild a small thorn
So they allign with your aim?

Power you have
No control you retain
Your goals are set firm
Yet you find only pain
Now only force can atone
For the nought that you gain

So Shatter the castle
And murder the dame
Bring down your idol
And spoil his fame

You think that was final?
You thought it was tame?

Fall to the ground
To scream out your pain
Pass to those near
It begins all again!

Touch not the rose
Feel not the flame
Beware a small thorn
And feel not its pain

Seek not the destroyer
Play not this game
For the act will be final
And all will be slain.