Ok, this has nothing to do with S.O. but I will post it either way
NEVER GIVE IN
Our epical tale has came to the end
And now we must stand to face
Sweet joy of thunderous victory
Or everlasting death's embrace.
We came from farthest reaches of distant realms,
From ancient woods to grey mountain peaks.
And now we are on the field of the sorrow
We're done talking, let our actions speak.
The battle standards are flying high
In the hands of iron and steel.
You came to try and destroy us
But we live due to undaunting will.
Look around, we're mortal men.
We came up here ready to fall.
But for one that dies a hundred comes
For we answer Darkness' call.
The Light, the Good, the noble knights
You claim to rule in the name of peace.
You tortured us for being free
Of good and evil, and worldly needs.
Our black standard soars in the wind
Beneath the shadows of gathering storm.
We came to preserve our gift of freedom
As long as our cursed blood retains its warmth.
The charge of chimeras across the sky
Ripping through the ranks of armoured men.
And battlecry of Detremor echoed
"To the death and beyond, never give in!"
With thunderclap the two armies crashed.
Two living walls bristling with hate.
Pushing against blows of metal
Our lives do not matter when we decide our fate.
They run! They flee to the walls
We hail the Great One and take respite.
To make it into the city of Ashan we will
Need all our power and might.
The walking dead volounteer to go
Skaling the rocks of the hundred foot walls.
Lightning strikes and arrows fly
But we stand unrelenting, proud and tall.
The air rings with a thousand cries, as
Demon King appears in his true form.
He lifts the hammer and smashes the gates
All that is left are hinges which they hung on.
Death a destruction rule the day
As we push to the highest tower.
But then the sky starts to burn in flame
As High Lord Krim unleashes his power.
Detremor lifted his hand, and shield of darkness
Met the waves of unbeareable heat.
Two powers struggled to win, and neither
Would back down and admit defeat.
"The day may be yours but it comforts me
That you won't live long enough to see it end."
Two leaders, two forces, of Darkness and Light
Charged into attack, forgetting themselves to defend.
You are a cowardly fool, blinded by light,
Seeing evil wide and far.
Time to learn the truth- the colour doesn't matter.
All that matters is who we are!"
And so the swords clashed with the force
Of all the bottled up rage inside.
Both warriors were equal, and neither could
Best the other in this fight.
But then, as Krim faltered and fell
Detremor blade the opening found.
"Your time has come!" and he made a broad slash
And the white haired head rolled on the ground.
Looking at the raging sky
The Demon King took off his helm,
He wispered to the cold blue stars
"Let the memory live of those who fell."
I fought in this battle, I saw it all
I saw the Darkness repel the Light.
It was as much a test of strength
As much as a fight inside.
We shall forever remember the fallen
As heroes who came to stand
For the freedom to choose our own lives
And those lives to defend.