Dark kingdom - The lord

Come here,
my dear.
No need to fear.
Wipe away you tears.
Oh! You're so pale.
Say " I hale 
To our lord,
Vladimir."
Vladimir, I hear?
The king of kings!
He who wore the forbidden ring.
He who traveled thee abyss,
is simply one you shouldn't miss.
Vladimir, the one with deathly kiss.
Say "goodbye, my dreary Miss."
Vladimir who loves to hate.
Do not be, the silly bait.
He who walks in the darkness of despair,
Shall become this kingdoms heir.
But sadly his life
Shrouded in strife,
Covered in blood 
Like these vibrant rose buds.
Created an aid.
That shadowed his forsaken fade.
Thou he became,
The one who shall not be named.

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