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Behold the Vultur soaring high

With wings of black against the sky

The messenger of war and death

Bringer of chaos and unrest

On wings of death, the Vultur flies

Through the smoke and battle cries

A sight to strike fear in the heart

As armies fall and empires depart

Vultur Warlust Messenger

Herald of the coming storm

Bringer of death and destruction

A harbinger of war's true form

Through the land they rode with haste

Their swords unsheathed and shields embraced

Defending from the tyrant's taste

Their victory, a glorious and earned grace

In their hands, the fate of many

The tyrant's reign they'll end

With courage and strength

They'll fight until they're breathless

Amidst the desolate landscapes

With the howling winds and barren dunes

The skies rumble with the tyrant's might

As the legions march with a fiery intent

But the Vultur, with its piercing eyes

Foresees the downfall

With a shriek that echoes across the land

The Vultur swoops down to deliver the message

Of impending doom that awaits the usurper

From the ashes of destruction

A new order will arise

The Vultur's wings will carry on

The legacy of those who've died

The Vultur soars into the night

As war continues its endless fight

A messenger of darkness and despair

Vultur Warlust Messenger