Firelink Shrine type music, divine feeling pervasive prevailing
Imammalian I resemble them but am an alien, pale and craven
Far from my right domain which is a distant star
I am the ark of some dark covenant, my unknown provenance is becoming a problem as my redoubling strength renders me triumphant over every friend or foe
I brought this world low, I ushered in the age of snow
Blackened your toes will grow, I know where your soul will go.
I am here but not of here
My fearful origins obscure as the true feelings of your dearest
My duress is ceaseless, my kin burn easily, my peeling skin shears off in flaking afterbirth sheets, blood streaks my shirts
This heat does not suit me, nor do your foetid meats
By nights I take the streets with me, a stalking vampire fiend who eats
The detritus
I sweep this filthy capital, upright as befits an elite.
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