The evil emperor crossed our borders,
his warriors followed his deadly orders.
All those who faced them died being their prey,
the ones who survived lost all of their faith.

His armies performed bloody assault
on innocent people that had no fault.
Chaos, destruction and fire they spread,
leaving behind their backs thousands of dead.

The ruler of ours offered peace,
as the horrific destruction increased,
but blinded by hunger for power and greed,
the evil invader did not end his deeds.

The brave men decided to oppose this campaign,
they couldn't allow the aggressor to reign.
While he was spreading death and destruction,
they raised blockades getting ready for action.

In that fateful morning there was no way back,
through the dark fog our brothers attacked.
And there, in the mountain forest pass,
blood of our enemies covered the grass.

Then it was time for the tyrant himself,
he fell as a victim of his bloody hell.
Hopeless he stood there as deadly cold thrills
were crawling through his spine the time he was killed.

"With silver and metal his skull will be forged,
bring me the wine and fire the torch.
The skull of the one who opposed my will
in thanks to my gods now with wine I shall fill."

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