The scars of times has rested
On ruins of mighty civilizations
Ransacked terrains still echoes with
Warsong cries and battle drums..
Engulfed in enormous immutable hatred
Are nimble demonic spirits of humanity
The outlands are left once again plagued
Basking in deep shallow vengeance,
Yet no respite from the hunger for war
As clans regroup, retrain and ready
Themselves for periodic combats
Heroes arise and lead their
Mortal brethren to doom………
Wars fought, wars lost, wars won
The reign of chaos has long begun
As armies fight for the ice crown
And the oft fate gets repeated
History’s become legend
And legend’s buries as myth…
But the eternal truth of horror prevails
A destiny of flame and sorrow!!!!
Is this that’ll go in the bloodline of me?
To grip the world in shackles forever.
Where, where are the Earth Gods gone??
Where are the spell-breakers and priests????
Where are all of you gone?
The sunken lands needs your healing.
In the shattered altars I weep
As I’ve tried hard to unite the world
But to no avail; All I’m left with
Are prayers that the dusk settles and dawn begins
Settling its saffron hues over the verdant greens……..










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