Chaos Legion Knights Poem by Louis Borgo

Like death of a deer sonnet of a parel a home a home im coming home

dear love onces

ready or not I confident deeper then sin the wake of wake of what

fear is to leave

a way dear if it is rain

delivers of light chao void lost of sheeper

what light is to bright to fight such

fear is it for yean to reach to suggest to dear sake

looking onto a path look at hate learn of pathness and for turn is

this evil

something to tamper with or to turn of head

weapon poistous and words shaves who is one to turn away or another a time to

face formitable foes for sake of goodness sake is this a man or

man descendant of a higher archer

let the battle raise as I hear from distant building within

the rain where do one start to question

what is this power that is start to raise.