It is with Knightly honour that we are empowered to have great knowledge from within & without. With such knowledge comes power, a power that is naturally produced & requires no additional influences to achieve great things. Power is not about the control of others, it is about harnessing the inner strength & full understanding of one's purpose in this particular existence, such truth that can only be realised at a knightly levelWith fiery breathe and iron clad wings on flight of darkest night
From ages past, across all time I hear you call, you call to me
You call me home to thee
From oceans dark and deep abyss, through stormy tempest night
You spread your wings to fan my soul to awake in me the flight
To travel on to worlds below known thus only to you
Go take my soul to Shadowland so it may taste and it may see
The devouring of the Dark
And may it see what feedeth thee and what there lies below?
Dark lover of the underworld i come to thee to be set free
I need the night you so embrace
Give me the power; give me the taste
Thy soul and mine in dark embrace
You are the power, you are the fear
You take, you break, no compromise
You are the dark, the dark in me
Of mortal realm you do transcend
You take the breath, you sear the flesh and relish those who fall
Your iron clad will doth never yield; you light the flame in me
Oh Lord of Night; my dark desire
Oh Nergal come to me
‘The Keeper of Scrolls’
