The Boy is now a man
10 long years he has fought

Gathered an army 1,000's strong each of them a loyal friend
Now on the slopes of the Northern Mountain finally it will all end

The dead lay all around
The wounded scream in pain

Frost bite has taken limbs, Hunger has taken their lives
Now with his elite guard, He makes his way toward the peak
Leader of the Wild Men, he is a gargantuan
At almost eight feet tall, Clad in furs and human scalps

The father he lies dead
The mother hacked apart

The Boy yelling… something? Something? Something in his savage tongue
That the Wild Man didn't understand It was a vow of revenge

To one day take the life
Of each last one of them

With each blow of the sword The Boy jumps out of the way
Giant lunges at the Boy impales himself on the sword
Seeing their leader slain Wild Men they lay down their arms
No quarter is given slaughters each and every one

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