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“It was a massacre that forever stands as a deathly warning to all civilised kingdoms. The unification of the clans to claim vengeance for the sins of the western nations marked the beginning of a life driven by a destiny known only to the gods…”

Born to lead, fated to be king

A dying breed, death amidst the din

Beyond these years, fifteen winters seen

Rising fears, Cimmerian war machine

Forces rage, the land of blackened skies

Ruthless pride, blood lust battle cries

Steel descends, wet blades will sanctify

Invasions end, this horror justified

Fate unseen, outraged they’ll bleed

Hate resounds, as one they’ll drown

Darkness soars on wingless flight, devouring the daytime light

Creeping through the northern haze, intensifying warring ways

“The barbarians emerged from the dark lands to destroy the invaders in ways never before seen…”

SOLO: MARK

“With sword in hand and strength ingrained, a conqueror amongst them strode forth with the aura of a king, destined for greatness…”

Fate unseen, outraged they’ll bleed

Hate resounds, as one they’ll drown

Darkness soars on wingless flight, devouring the daytime light

Creeping through the northern haze, intensifying warring ways

Reigning down this shadowed form, resurrection god reborn

Illusions of a grand empire, mocking this now dead desire