By : Damien Knight

Souless, lifeless, breathless men
Staring, glaring underhand
Marching, scheming, none dreaming
Just move forward; my command
This my army of undead
Risen now in my stead
Listless, motionless, they do march
Stiff and determined are my men
Hordes of shadow warriors follow
Ready, slaughter, create more dead
This my army, my legacy
Ride on dragons absolutely free
Death, destruction, armed elves
Killing orcs, they all felled
Prince rising, rose blade sword
Deric dying lightening storms

 
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