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I, the first heir in line have spoken

Long will be my reign my will unbroken

The realm will grow in strength

There will be no dissent

The poor will eat and dress like a king

From the best I will build my army

Seasoned men will swear

The arms will bear

Guardians of time and tales

Their quills will tell

Stories

Of the one who failed his

Duties

Of the king who sought the

Glories

When a blind fool led his men on the path of death and

Misery

It is said he woke in

Agony

From the blow he learned

Humility

With— wisdom new his reign would now last a century

The rival king is on his way

His army broad

He will not see another day

There will be no threat to my domain

Frontiers are safe

And my men will erase the stain

The day has dawned and before my eyes

The smoke is rising and the smell of corpses burnt is wild and strong

The cries

My world has shattered, haggard

I fight the tears before my fall

Take heed of a man’s greed

False promise to a nation’s need

In the storm when the wind is howling

Flee the vanity, be the fire burning

My life was spared

Their troops contained

Knee on the ground

Victory never felt so cold

For my lack of care

I pay the price

This day I swear

I will find the foresight, no vice.

My crown is mine still

I will rebuild

From the debris I will erect a glorious citadel and hope

The sun

Will shine once more on my brow

Heal my soul