In a far north shall be concern, The spotlight shines on the beast
The beast is great in numbers, Far too close to the crumble knights
Peace is not inevitable, Only war shall be inevitable
Dread of the beast, Soft knight of the realm went to seek peace
Received not peace but deception, For the beast is far too great to be please
The beast seek for more, The hunger cannot be contain after it’s due
On the east lies a newborn, The newborn was once part of the beast
With hunger and seeking unity, The newborn devoured by the beast
Shall the beast not contain anymore, All will suffer
The knights had enough, Picking all the swords with the intent of slaying
The muskets of the west joined in, Fearful of devoured by the beast
Little to all know, The beast strike the muskets and the knights
The knights were even more crumble, Fled to preserve itself
While the muskets were left to fought the beast, With bravery and honour
The muskets hold out with it last strength, Before the inevitable
The crumbling knights fled, Shocking the beast
With the victory of preserving itself, The knights shall grow once again
For the knights shall come back, To free all that had been and will be lost