Inquisition Rex

nocturnal is the natural state
of those i'm meant to burn up at the stake
and no mistake must ever fall
if i'm to have victory for one and all

a promise in disguise.
the fire will pierce beneath the lies.
we may not save the skin
but what's within will surely win
and someday live again.

peculiar is not a word
that i'd apply to the loyal herd.
similar is better phrased.
a seemly sort without distaste.

broken is what's left behind
after i've purified the mind
the heart is black the soul is charred
the inner heat ignites the scars.