Chastened Reign

The silent whispers elude his breath, While tempest storms invade his heart. Bestowing down and within, a frigid December comes again. Chastening his pain on a gauntlet shelf, Leaving his heart to bid farewell. The numb sensation takes its toll - Yet to her heart, he still devotes. Knowing true, it's her killing him too - The vow he made was his words , Set in stone to his name. So until the day he perishes away - Will be the day as his queen - She does not reign. © Words Of Anthrax