I started playing World of Warcraft during The Wrath of the Lich King expansion, and that is when they introduced the hero class Death Knights, servants of the mighty, you guessed it, Lich King. Their lives are quite sad, and I wrote this to reflect the lifestyle the were forced into.
A Death Knight’s Creed
A death knight’s life is not to see,
Nor will their ways so cherished be.
Unholy souls, they plague your dreams,
With chilling frost, insight your screams.
Through tainted blood, they make their way,
And killing foes brings joy each day.
Necrotic power their source of pain,
To kill them off is an act in vain.
Their search for power shall never wane.
Victory for the scourge!
Against the forces of divinest light,
These soldiers wage an endless fight.
Though some may leave the Lich King’s grip,
The path ahead will still rend and rip.
A life of love never they shall see,
As deeds of old- oh hatred be.
Though sympathy onlookers choose,
Their energy, they only lose.
A joyous future is just a ruse.
Woe to the lives that were lost.
Heroes of virtue asked not for this.
Before the darkness, there was a bliss.
Many helped this world so free,
And brought to justice great victory.
Still, their feelings are long gone.
They will barely taste the waking dawn.
Those of greatness and even more,
Have thus succumbed to darkest lore.
Gone were they when their souls tore.
May they all rest in peace.
