Verdorben Poem by Champion Chris

What is the use, of trial and error
When in the end everyone, dies in terror?

Love is only known, when it has been taken
By then who cares? We've been forsaken

Don't talk to me, about your valentine
I'll slaughter you, with blade serpentine

Try something new, your plans are old
I grow tired, of your spirit so cold

I'll be the mature one, just to let you know
I'm over you, via eb and flo

Your name can't haunt me, your face can't sear
Into my eyes, your no longer my fear

Your voice doesn't touch me, your eyes don't pierce
My will is stronger, my personality more fierce

Don't come looking for me, I'll hide in my proud
Insanity virtue, i'm a blade in the crowd

Assassin by blood, Templar by name
I don't need you, to achieve immortal fame

Friends betrayed, family up high
You've truly given me, another way to die