To Drana, my Bride-to-be
Drana, dark beauty,
You know that hatred rules my heart.
Today that hatred has a new ruler.
Drana, Shadow Knight of Innorruuk,
Today I swear my heart and hate to you.
Together we shall light a fire that will burn so brightly,
So high and so hot,
That all will see it and burn,
Together nothing shall hold us back.
From the caverns of our Blessed Neriak,
To the tops of the cursed trees of Kelethin.
From the Frozen gates of Thurgadin,
To the scaled gates of Cablis.
From the steps of New Taanan,
To the depths of the planes themselves.
Shout if from the hills…..
HATE IS COMING!
I am Kanaellars. Vicar of Innorruuk.
My Lady is Drana, Shadow Knight of Innorruuk.
We are HatesSoul.
Let the world burn.
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