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I wander lonely around the lands,

Always with dragons close-at-hand;

We head towards a church citadel,

Where the monks always excel;

I press my cheek against the scales splendor-

For my warmth I must restore.



The heavens above are crying,

As we swiftly come a flying;

The tears hit me as if rocks,

As the dragons begin to talk;

They were talking of a rumor,

Of what had happened to their savior.



We flew to the highest chamber there,

This I remember is the lair,

Which takes forever to reach by stair;

This is the room the monks ignore-

And with one swipe, the stained-glass was done for.



I watched the glass twinkle into the darkness below,

I stared until the twinkling would no longer show,

Then motioned the dragons to stay outside,

I jumped off the dragon and climbed inside;

Darkness concealed my presence therefore-

The shadows were in my favor.



With a sudden but sure flick of light,

The room became immediately bright,

And glowed as if heaven sent;

Though only for a small moment,

Betrayed candle outlines in my honor-

I lit them and watched their dim splendor.



I closed my eyes in silence and consoled,

As I think and remember my days of old;

I shudder, not only from the cold-

These thoughts were cured only by liquor,

But I’d have to drink as if a sailor.



I whispered a prayer through silent pain,

With only the soft thundering sound of rain;

As my head was bowed, I heard a soft creak;

My eyes narrowed at the sound I adore-

I smiled coldly as would an impersonator.



I awoke and was once again in the air,

It was as if it was all a dream – or a nightmare;

I breathed heavily in the remembrance of dreamland,

In order to comfort myself, I bit my hand;

The taste brought to my horror-

The taste of blood and nothing more.



I somehow needed this blood;

Which scared me for I can’t remember,

From which it comes;

It has always showed up before-

I just don’t remember much anymore.



All that I can recall of my past,

Are only the bad memories that stand at half-mast;

My village, I remember, was burnt to the ground,

The villagers and my family were scattered all around;

It looked as if there was an all-out-war,

Everyone was dead forevermore.



I still search for who was behind the slaughter,

Its not like disease walks on water;

The murderer follows wherever I may be,

Whoever it is they’re looking for me;

My name got out and caused an uproar-

It shall be superstition no more.



I will find this killer before its too late,

I can no longer procrastinate;

I told the dragons to turn around,

And let me off on solid ground;

The dragons let out a mighty roar,

As I headed up the corridor.



I held the torch high up in front,

As I began my emotional manhunt;

The feelings of peace made me feel small,

As shadows of a monster were cast upon the wall;

Though haunting is the surrounding décor-

It doesn’t bother me much anymore



As I slowly but surely ascend,

I begin to wonder what’s at the end;

Will I be able to find the culprit,

Then make them pay slowly bit by bit?

His blood I shall joyfully pour,

Then I will eat up like a carnivore.



What am I talking about?

Only ranting no doubt,

My mind must be having a blow-out;

At last I can now see the door-

It looks as if made of sycamore



Using the dim glow of the candle,

I grabbed hold of the handle;

But I heard a sound that made me stop in my tracks,

Something so quizzical it was a setback;

The sound of soft buzzing was a terror-

I’ve never heard this sound before.



I took a deep breath,

Now scared half to death;

When I opened the door I saw only red,

The sound was flies eating the dead;

My village I remember has just as much gore-

With chunks of meat spread out on the floor.



It suddenly dawned on me,

The killing had been my own spree;

The blood on my hands now made sense,

That I’ve done crimes of great immense;

For once, I shall let this flooding downpour,

Turn off my light, forevermore.



I gathered my courage and took a deep sigh,

Walked up to the window and looked into the sky;

The tear on my cheek was slightly aglow,

As I stared into the black oblivion below,

I spread open my arms like a condor-

I was to be seen nevermore.