Reign of the Winged Duke

Born a scaleless one amongst the Immortal I dwell
An outcast, cast aside from winged kin
A lust of envious greed
A hunger for knowledge and a life I never thought to live

The true born master
Of archaic arts

Steer way across a thousand steps
The smell of the biblichor haunts the room
Where mages harbor a wealth of magic, old
Guarding pages, transcribed from ancient tomes

An obsessive mind
Driven by hate and lust
For power divine
Held true to the scaleless one

The reign of a mighty wondrous power
The reign of the winged duke
Reign of the white winged devil
Reign of the winged duke

A horned beast of flesh and blood
Crystal magic, everlasting one
Six eyes of the Channelers dream
The winged duke reigns supreme

Reign of the Winged Duke