Okay, i've thought about this for a while.
I can raim, and make poetry, in dutch. But not in english. I want to try that, and have it DK orientated.
Apoligies for every mistake.
It was cold, and it was dark.
Death has left out his mark.
The victim was clearly out of luck.
And death has found him, as a crocodill a duck.
But what was that, it didn't feel like the end.
Was this what they call, a last stand?
He looked arround him, feeling himself.
It felt differently, like a empty shelve.
He openend his eyes, but everything was black.
And when he rose his body, he felt his neck crack.
But then slowly he saw some light comming trough.
And slowly, but steady he saw a shade, and whispered: "you"
A evil sounding laugh, was what he got in return.
And with that, he felt his heart burn.
About his past life, he forgotted everything.
And his last job, was to serve the Lich King.
I laik it ;-)
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