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Firestorm...

Toto je môj zatiaľ najdlhší kúsok. 3 strofy po 16 veršoch. Túto ,,epickú báseň'' som písal takmer mesiac. Sú v nej aj rýmy, ale vzhľadom na väčší rozsah veršov je trochu neprehľadná a rýmy sa teda hľadajú ťažšie. No kto je trpezlivý, nájde ich. Enjoy everybody...!

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Firestorm…

Over the hills has been sleeping a secret fire already for thousands of years,

Which fools and the evil yearn for, but the guardians won’t allow it to be overtaken,

To the last man standing they’ll protect this divine shrine, may their steel be broken,

Ages ago they had thrown away the mortal life and along with it all tears,

Errant souls tied on forever to a ghast quest, clouds and lightning they rule,

But the light of the flame became the bondage,

Single touch of a hand and you’re cursed, thy heart stops beating, truly,

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Body turns into a killing machine, wraith of undead race, embodied ravage,

There’s no turnin’ back, the testament of doom on the firmament is written and thus sealed,

Stars and moon are the only friends, the night calls the sun,

A dark sacrament silences humanity inside, in thy veins tainted blood runs,

Teal sea takes red cloak as slain intruders scream,

Master’s will be done as he with iron scepters lashes out,

Disciples follow the lord, fulfill the commandments of twisted horde,

Their mask of grim disintegrates, approaches towards the eyes,

Join or die, hang on the gallows or obey aloud! 

Threatened and under pressure the third eye is gifted with another option,

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Cold winter wind blows from nearby highlands, in white is worn the Kingdom/> of Snow/>/>,

the frozen throne in three-peak fortress awaits the mistress, a graceful Ice Queen,

coming close to haunting beauty raises the chance of getting charmed, but it is the last resort,

cross the gate surrounded by crystal statues, stare at glass halls and domes,

bow before her majesty, admire glacial veil and love that blizzard-making smile, unforgettable moment,

if thou art of honest kind, she’ll grant thee mighty spells powerful enough anything to distort,

with the best of the armory you’ll be equipped, not missing Sword of frost, a blade so keen,

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return the Torch of warmth back to Ice/> Palace/>/>, its rightful place, hunt the enemies down,

swear an oath to a noble icy belle, angel and the Forsaken rejoice their newfound passion,

like the heroes of the past lead lionhearted armies and daring cavalries to a fierce fight,

lose and soldiers won’t even have time to grieve, all will end up in huge barrow mound,

win and thy glory be immortal, horns of whole empire blow, greatest warrior brought victory to us,

announce wedding, honourable knight and lovely lady in milky gown unite halves of their hearts,

the invincible alliance can take possession of that blistering relic, expect no mercy, ghosts of the accursed grounds,

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the secret fire we have found, from now on those spectres are needless, pass away as the shadows at night.

Banished spirits and apparitions have finally found peace in tombs where the dead belong,

Although last battle for children of the centuries was lost, the Redeemer solved mystery of salvation for them,

rest in silence, but before entering the chambers of heaven or hell, behold and hail to King and his Queen,

Mirrors of thousand damned will show the truth, hope your deeds won’t be covered with sins,

Make deciding step through threshold of another world, meet long gone beloved from lifetime memories,

Help the magic poetic feather write few adventurous lines in strophe of a bard’s song,

Feel free, Master was defeated and destroyed, terrible shackles disappeared from hands of once blessed kin,

March hard to embrace the dawn, fiery sphere will reveal vast lands you could never see,

For great services, in the name of royal couple, seraphs assign thee to significant epic campaign,

In primordial core of rock-solid stronghold preserve the virginal flame, keep igniting, it must not burn out,

Shape a sanctified ring of protection around temple full of temptation, turn into blue dragon form,

Between cradle and coffin people oscillate, but can’t dodge or evade the Skull’s scythe and unending slumber,

Maddening dread and fear sneaks into old man’s head when events come to ultimate count,

Overwhelmed by sorrow, cataract of obsessions, depicted apocalypse, everything goes black and sunk in vain,

At the point of departure, spiritual reunion, rejection urges a being to abandon own self to diabolical numbers,

save us, Holy Ones, awaken to use raven spells and wipe out the unwelcome with withering firestorm.

Miroslav Kizák

Miroslav Kizák

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