"Amid fire and war-song
Wake from thy sleep!
Rise, terrible Lord
From chasms cold and deep!
Return to this world
That betrayed thee so!
Inflict chaos and despair
Upon thy foul foe!
We offer thee our souls
Our Prince of the Dark!
Hear our adoring prayer
As we kiss thy sacred Mark!
Claim back thy crown
Lead us once again!
Crush any defiant fool
Drown him in pain!
Hail, hail Dark Lord
Long have we waited!
Carve thy reign anew
Release all of thy hatred!"
Wake from thy sleep!
Rise, terrible Lord
From chasms cold and deep!
Return to this world
That betrayed thee so!
Inflict chaos and despair
Upon thy foul foe!
We offer thee our souls
Our Prince of the Dark!
Hear our adoring prayer
As we kiss thy sacred Mark!
Claim back thy crown
Lead us once again!
Crush any defiant fool
Drown him in pain!
Hail, hail Dark Lord
Long have we waited!
Carve thy reign anew
Release all of thy hatred!"
....and Lord Voldemort smiled.
* I don't know where this came from.... I wanted to write an 'angry' poem... what I started (I had in mind a chant summoners might use to call forth a fallen god or something) eventually evolved into this, and I thought it'd fit You-Know-Who. =p
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