Forgiveness Forsaken.
Formalities Forgone.
Filthy existence
Soon to be undone.
Fraudulent Faces Follow
Fragile Facades,
An ebony Feather marks--
Forthcoming rage.
Flowing betwixt them,
Free From Fear and Fate;
Feeding resentment.
Foolish masquerade.
A Female stares
with Feverish lust.
Languishing passions
Of years long past.
Friends and Fiends alike Form
This Fabulous Festivity.
Filled, every last one of them,
With uttermost depravity.
A night For Fun to be Found
--To claim what's been Forbidden--.
No longer be the black bird bound;
No reason to be hidden.
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The Flight begins;
The Fiddles Freeze;
The Flute no longer howls.
For From the darkness he steps Forth,
A Frown upon his brows.
A Flash of steel--
A frenzied spin--
A waltz of hacks and slashes.
A Foul grin across his Face,
As blood around him splashes.
Fierce, Fast, Fiery strokes,
Mark this deadly dance.
No pause For breath,
--Only just death--
As mothers lose their sons.
A Furious, Frenzied, Flaming Frame.
A Face unmasked, unholy.
A glint of joy into his eyes,
As he revels in Folly.
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He's Finished now.
His vengeance Fair.
For long he's been reserving.
For weak were they,
And Full of sin;
Their Fate was most deserving.
No man was spared that Fateful night,
For none was Free of Fault.
Two bloody blades in darkness Fade.
Their vices came to halt.
[Originally written by the player of Crow (Derakoth)]
