i. Betrayal

We roamed the night, a foursome strong and free.
The forest bound our friendship fast and true,
And yet our bond was one we’d come to rue:
For you betrayed our love and loyalty.

You turned-abandoned light to serve the dark;
The shadow in your soul now somehow bought.
Whether feared or forced it matters not:
For you betrayed us when you took the Mark.

We trusted you, above all else we gave
Our faith-our very lives-into your hand!
And yet you broke our hope, our desperate plan:
For you betrayed them to their final grave.

Run, you spineless coward, traitor, spy:
For I will never rest until you die.


ii. Regret

I gave myself unto a master dark,
Who took my life, my hand, my every friend.
He left me naught but silver in the end,
And bleak regret that I did take the Mark.

I know I sold their lives to save my own!
I mourn it still to this, my dying day.
The end is near and now I cannot say:
That I regret the pain you’ve always known.

For I was wrong, my choice a craven deed
That no repentance ever can undo.
False friend, dishonest rat-I know it’s true.
I do regret the life you've had to lead.

I am a spineless coward, traitor, spy:
But now, at last, in darkness I can die.