Here I stand,
I stand all alone.
All that stand against me,
Are dead to the bone.
My home lays in ruins,
Burned to the ground.
The end war victory,
Is nowhere to be found.
The battle is now long gone,
I live to tell the tale.
But the damage is still done,
The widows I hear wail.
Once beautiful lands turned to waste,
The blood has run dry.
Many freinds now lay dead,
As brothers we fought and died.
Now I am all that's left,
A country I have won.
But there is no greats feasts and life to be had,
As it was always sung.
War is mearly destruction,
Suffering and pain.
The price is high, for you shall die,
My warning is as clear as rain.
Takes place in mid evil times.