Gun Doc
18-04-2004, 09:54
The Throne Room
It is the Ancients who have guided me here,
I must feel no doubt, no hesitation... no fear.
I must be ready to make my stand,
For the hero will come with a steady hand.
In this chamber I will conquer them all,
One by one, they each will fall.
I will torment his flesh and weaken his desire,
I will curse his mind and burn him with fire.
My shout and my strength will win this day,
Each swing of my axe a monster I will slay.
Our numbers will overpower and by force we will win,
He will forever regret committing this sin.
They have no group that can withstand my attack,
I must continue to knock them back.
I must not lose ground to this mortal creation,
I must not forget my masters frustration.
They are many but I must not give in,
I command this battle and I demand to win.
He proved to strong for my attempt,
It will be up to my brothers for my life is spent.
I must keep my focus and the upper hand,
Evil is retreating from this blood stained land.
The last line of my master defense,
My destruction must dispense.
None are standing and I did not fall,
For it is I who has overpowered them all.
A minor victory he has made,
Surely this day he will enter his grave.
Through this portal their master dwells,
beyond this throne his hatred swells.
Ancients who guide me hear me now,
I have beaten them all though I do not know how.
Give me the might I need to win,
For the greatest evil still lies within.
Dawn me now with the blessing of battle...
It is the Ancients who have guided me here,
I must feel no doubt, no hesitation... no fear.
I must be ready to make my stand,
For the hero will come with a steady hand.
In this chamber I will conquer them all,
One by one, they each will fall.
I will torment his flesh and weaken his desire,
I will curse his mind and burn him with fire.
My shout and my strength will win this day,
Each swing of my axe a monster I will slay.
Our numbers will overpower and by force we will win,
He will forever regret committing this sin.
They have no group that can withstand my attack,
I must continue to knock them back.
I must not lose ground to this mortal creation,
I must not forget my masters frustration.
They are many but I must not give in,
I command this battle and I demand to win.
He proved to strong for my attempt,
It will be up to my brothers for my life is spent.
I must keep my focus and the upper hand,
Evil is retreating from this blood stained land.
The last line of my master defense,
My destruction must dispense.
None are standing and I did not fall,
For it is I who has overpowered them all.
A minor victory he has made,
Surely this day he will enter his grave.
Through this portal their master dwells,
beyond this throne his hatred swells.
Ancients who guide me hear me now,
I have beaten them all though I do not know how.
Give me the might I need to win,
For the greatest evil still lies within.
Dawn me now with the blessing of battle...