Daemon said I could use the original topic I chose, so here is the picture and the verse I did for it.




A child at a young age, brought up in an atmosphere of destruction
Trained to be a champion, the warrior within began its long construction
Piece by piece, the ultimate creation of a frame of death came together
With instinct to kill, a predatory sense that would live in my soul forever
My body grew in stature, the courage and will to never bow or give in
Each day passed by, all the time slowly but surely the power grew within
Becoming an impressive form, a commanding and intimidating presence
And within my hands I held power, stripped down to its bare essence
The time came for battle, I stood grand, a General amongst my warriors
Ready to deliver the kill to all, I commanded troops of death couriers
An inspirational leader to my troops, giving them strength to keep on tryin’
Cut through opposition with my blade, with unmatched bravery like a lion
My golden armour glistening under the sun, a reflection of a true hero
With an untapped source of energy, reducing legions of soldiers to zero
The destroyer of lives, I stand atop the fallen with my head held high
And raise my blade in defiance of heaven as I force it through the sky
Death is my life, it is my calling, each day I deliver it more and more
Then have men bow down before me as I let loose with my lion’s roar
Death is sealed each time I fight, the seat of a leader, only I can fill it
With a sense of victory because in my hand I hold the warrior spirit.