Ode to The Dark Lord

My heart goes out to you,

O, Master of the night, 

My loyalty is indefinite and true. 

The way you so gallantly fight, 

To rid the world of the boy-who-lived,

And bring back honor to the pureblood race.

So cunning and cruel in your torturous ways,

How you hiss, your ruby eyes a gleam as you give,

Give us whispered words of glory and blood traitors to deface. 

O, Draconian ruler of mine you shall vanquish your nemisis and conquer the day. 

 

By: Bellatrix Lestrange 

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