This week I have a German sonnet for you, prompted by one of my buddies from the art group. It is about the character of another member of this group. Here it is:
2018/04/10 – Lich King (German sonnet)
On a grim and starless full-moon nightFrom the graves clouds of mist ariseHaunting howls herald your demiseGlowing green eyes shine so bright
On the graveyard the Crypt thronesFrom inside you hear a rattling soundGhastly creatures, their skulls quite roundAn undead army of metal and bones
Through the halls mystic chants ringOn a throne of bones sits the Lich KingMindless servants his will abide
His unstoppable hordes leave in their wakeDeath and devastation and souls to takeHe has a raven by his side
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