The King returns once again... This time for the affliction: https://gooddocstudio.com/afflictions =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- The sun is setting... Blood running cold... Whatever remains of it can barely hold... They keep comin'.... No end in sight... Surge of beasts hunting with glowing eyes.... Front, sides and back... They're closing in.... Nowhere to go... This is our end... and it's comin'! That much we know... The screams ain't stoppin' Comrades are fallin' All is lost, for all we gave This place will be our grave! Mothers, remember your sons! Wives, remember your vows! Soldiers, remember the oath: "Until death, we fight" Hear the sword clashin'! Feel the blood spillin'! No more time, we'll rest once dead! For now, bring down their heads! Your way home’s gone, hope is lost! Till death, no matter the cost! **CHARGE!!!** My strength is fadin', My legs now shakin', My sword's too heavy, Blood's almost empty, I refuse to kneel but, my body won't heed. I now hear the whispers, The ghosts from the ether. My ancestors' are calling They want me home.... "So this is it.... the very end..." ("Soldiers.......Move aside") Oh no.... It's him... Pray mercy for their gods... Our king has come! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Their screams now echo, Blood spilling high and low, No more place for them to hide He's unrestrained strength—a crimson tide! In the red mist of war, He's the figure that stands tall. Beg your gods you don't end near, For even them would cower in fear. Even devils would run away, For facing him is pure folly. He is the one above everything... Thy True King! The earth trembles, the heavens weep, Shadows flees from where his footsteps creeped. One by one, the mighty falls, No blade nor beast stands a chance at all. Legends fade, kingdoms burn, Ashes rise as fate he overturns. Thy True King, End's chosen child. With him, we stand 'cause against, we'd die! 'cause against, we'd die! Rivers of red are flowin', Fields bathe in flesh, No beast nor foe still standin' His will made manifest. Countless soldier are now bowin' Our savior was nigh. Yet none would would dare to thank him He's death's unholy child. Even devils would run away, For facing him is pure folly. He is the one above everything... Thy True King! The earth trembles, the heavens weep, Shadows flee from where his footsteps creeped. One by one, the mighty fall, No blade nor beast stands a chance at all. Legends fade, kingdoms burn, Ashes rise as fate he overturns. Thy True King, End's chosen child. With him, we stand— cause against, we'd die! cause against, we'd die! cause against, we'd die! cause against, we'd die! cause against, we'd die!
