the fading of ages
memory bleeds of light and cold

this steel remains

a warden
protector
by liege and lord, sworn by the oath

war wages on

and in our finest hours
lay waste the husks, but not a soul
the demons hunt yet never sleep

standing beside our brothers
atop remains and crimson snow
raising the dead, they crawl and feed

for crown and
for country
the devil spawn will fear the dark

forgotten
those perished
their graves can never bear a mark

for crown and
for country
marches the monarch’s horde of men

their battles
a thousand
assure beyond all doubt

the line shall reign divine

where hope and faith did wither
honor placed strength within my hands
the floods of death would not subside

the red-fanged creatures bearing
their blight upon the northern lands
nowhere to run
nowhere to hide
no

gone, all the valleys and the walls

they whisper gently stories of loss

but the coffin croons for lust
for vengeance, which I must
for penance; blood for blood

for the king
again the blades will sing

there was but one more left alone
dagger and cloak, black gaze of stone
I shan’t forget it standing
fearless beneath the night
fading away before the throne

Come on

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