so my plan for halloween is to dress up as a Nazgul with my black horse and go trick or treating but instead of saying “trick or treat” i’ll either scream or hiss “Bagginssssssssss, Shhhhhhhire” and then ransack their villages in my search for the One Ring
i was joking
oh dear god
HOW MANY PEOPLE DID YOU TERRORIZE
OH MY GOD
The Riddle Master by Manilla Road
"What lies in the dungeons
Of Holy mens fears
For what would kings cower
And men drown in tears
What brings death and pleasure
Growth and decay
What makes life worth living
Who’s the master today
That’s how note read
Slipped under my door
The reason I know not
I have to know more
A poem to ponder
A challenge this night
The Riddle Master
Wants to master my mind
Oh no no no, oh no no no
Strange I was choosen, the fool divine
To battle the master
Of riddle and rhyme
For me to climb
I must find the answer
Before I run out of time
I have no solution
My mind blank with fear
The riddle has slain me
The master is near
Walking the Earth
An Angel of darkness
Oh no no no, oh no no no
I can’t believe it’s true
I feel so damned coonfused
All I know is I must carry on and on and on
With blazing steel I’ll fight
The evil in the night
Daughter of hell I shall not lose, not to you
Then it came to me
Just like a waking dream
The answer had to be Reality
The master does not laugh
Defeated by a man
Leviathan be damned, yea, yea, yea”
The Crown of Sympathy by My Dying Bride
"See the light and feel my warm desire,
run through your veins like the evening sun.
It will live but no eyes will see it.
I’ll bless your name before I die.
No person in everything can shine,
yet shine you did, for the world to see.
All a man hath will he give for life?
For life that’s lost bleeds all over me.
I’d fallen before but it never hurt like this.
Don’t leave me here to crawl through the mire.
I’m without fault before the throne of god.
Take from me the crown the sympathy.
What do you think you’ll see?
What do you think there will be?
Sit down! Did you see the sun?
What will we become? Great ones?
The mouths that dare not speak his name,
behold them, raised, complete and fine.
The battle for our lives is on, so brief.
Take my hand and please walk with me.
When I was young the sun did burn my face.
I let its love and warmth wash over me.
The melting voice of many, in the hush of night.
Whispering tongues can poison my honest truth.
Come dress me with your body, and comfort me.
I dreamt of a dead child in my sleep.
I wear a terrible mark in my head.
My clean, white bed. It calls to me. I must lie down.
And I want you to lay with me, in sympathy.
No sad ‘Adieus’ on a balcony.
For one last time, just walk with me.
At the beautiful gate of the temple, we must be saved.
For deadened, icy pain, covers all the earth.”