Bareback riding the mightiest piebald
Once owned by Scythian tribes
Scared inside, the rebel tribes
Send him out. The devil is arrived,
I am come to claim my prize.
Beat Hector in a one on one trial
Now I’m doing circuits of his city
His severed head divested now of princely circlet
His dragged and dirtied body leaking from a thousand hurts
Eyeless, the last picture worth a thousand words this sword of mine
Whirring toward the splintered handle of the strongest steel in Damascus.
Circling Troy’s walls three times, Priam’s face grief-masked
Steaming tears wine-dyed.
Alchemisland 
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