To the victor the spoils As I lay here seduced by the power of my ill begotten gains Outside War! The ruthless slay Basking in horrors as my tyranny reigns But even now I cant resist Pounding bone with my studded fist Dawn brings promise but I was cursed at birth To rule or die like a storm upon this earth As a mercenary first I came to be Then the armies hailed and bowed to me! Wolf, serpent, ritual fire Blackens the skies like a fucking pyre Behold my banner kneel to me Behold my banner my legions see Theres a demon behind these eyes pitch black eyes Cruel undead, relentless beast Animal now as always been For some are born with the curse The curse of knowing, and seeing with pitch black eyes Wolf, serpent, ritual fire Chokes the skies like a blackened pyre
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