a Villain in Ink (Technoblade)
Where the harsh winds whisper and blow
In a way that implies that they know
All of your soul, up in the cold
By mountains and covered in snow
In the air is a silence so eerie,
That comforts those so weary
But don't you dare rest, it's for the best
If you try to at least think clearly
Far from the violence and war
Is a place that yearns for before
But can they reach what they seek
Or will they forever be looking for more?
Isolated, there lies a small place
Alone in a frigid space
It's for those who don't have a home
Who've fallen from fate's good grace.
Hidden is that quaint little cottage
For the father, it pays such homage
He stays for the son, and that's the one
Who tries to remain forgotten
But the plan will always fail
He's L'manburg's forbidden holy grail
He's written in ink for all of history
A villain, in the written tales.
From the chimney rises thick smoke,
And if you heard what it said, what it spoke
It murmurs such stories, of all the glories
Of the one in the fur-lined cloak
In trees the rare birds twitter
About the one that lives so bitter
They sing in fear of the one so near
By the snow as it shines and glitters
The very grass bends and it sways
As it speaks of the one it obeys
It breaks to survive, it only remains alive
For he's given up violent ways
Below the ice thaws in respect
And the animals revolt to protect
The one that would hide to escape the lies
Turned away from his friends in neglect.
He wasn't ever in the wrong,
His morals were clear all along,
But still his brothers ignored what he stood for,
So the birds now sing his sad song.
He'd go if his brothers came tonight,
Even if they brought a dreaded fight,
Though the past is made his rusted blade
Would come back into sight
Though peace and quiet is what he desires
He'd leave the home where he retired
All for his family in the shadow of calamity,
An invitation is all he requires
For deep in the tundra so bare
Lives a man who really does care
A vassal of power, a red-stained flower
A crowded mind with a sarcastic flare.
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