Kylo was trained by Lord Snoke.
Who really was not a nice bloke.
His face looked quite scarred,
Or better yet marred,
Which affected the way that he spoke.

Andrelious' Wife.

Please keep me hidden
She finds me, Imma dead man
Fearful of Kooki.

We stand above the derelict below
To see them push through the day to day flow

Council on high, power above the rest
Selected by the one who put us to the test

Each member to obey the rules we lay before
At times we are wrong or even shown the door.

Each aspect of this club, the one we understood
We strive to make great this valid brotherhood

We are His Fist, We answer with His Voice
The Dark Council, we sit, the Grandmaster's choice

Aiden Lee, In shadow dwells
Garbed in darkness, blackest night
Silence lingers, quiet yells
Hidden figures, piercing might

Inquisitorious, his loyalty feign
Clan Taldryan, home asunder
Assassin's blood flow in his vein
Dulling eyes filled with no wonder

Traitor, his name, dragged out in mud
Run, Hide, away from the Light
Beaten, Bruised, dripping Blood
Never could he win this fight.

You know guys, I think we should run.
One misstep and we are quite done.
Lord Jac wants us dead,
INQ in his stead,
Assassins are not all that fun.

Tyrant of a time
A figure of victory
Legacy of Success
Dark times have come
Reduced to almost none
Youth must surpass the old
Against all odds
Never shall we fall

Manually added by Adept Marick Tyris