Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Kuroi Chikara ❯ One-Shot

A yami malik poem. What can I say? The dark is more fun to write about. Hehehehheh. . ..

DISCLAIMER: don't own yu-gi-oh. . . nor do I get money for writing about it. . .

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I will torment fire

To my desire.

Abuse the trees

And spread disease.

I will be your captor

I will be your master.

Put an end to the world

Bend the axis on which it twirled.

Move the continents to my liking

Torture the unprepared with my striking.

Overpower the elements

Angst-write the ground with my foot prints.

I will torment fire

To my desire.

Abuse the trees

And spread disease.

I will be your captor

I will be your master.

Turn rivers red

From the blood of the dead.

Chisel rocks with their own stones.

And listen to pain filed moans

Laugh at innocence, then strip it free

This is how my new world will be.

I will torment fire

To my desire.

Abuse the trees

And spread disease.

I will be your captor

I will be your master.

Burst volcanoes

Entice tornadoes

Everyone will feel the hate

Until the day I create their fate.

He who holds the knife

Will decide the mortal life

I will torment fire

To my desire.

Abuse the trees

And spread disease.

I will be your captor

I will be your master.

Suffocate air

With my malicious flare

Flatten mountains

Create material stains

Upturn landscape

Cover the earth, in a black cape.

I will torment fire

To my desire.

Abuse the trees

And spread disease.

I will be your captor

I will be your master.