Pantera

Fri, 11/21/2014 - 22:05 -- ylime64

Shattering the silence
A scream
Pleading
But Death is imminent
For the panther king has claimed thee
And there is no Escape from his grasp
The hilt, deep blue
Its Silver Blade, stained Crimson
"Grind, Pantera!"
A New Shriek in the Silence
The Roar of a Predator
His Bone Armor
Cerulean Mane
Malicious Azure Eyes
The Wicked Grin
He is the Panther King
And he will rise above thee

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