The Kings Shield

March of shadows, echoing cry

Steel on steel, under blood-red sky

I stand tall, the shadow's might

Guardian of the king's dark night

Feared by gods, cursed by fate

Crushing hope, and sealing their fate

Blasphemers march, fools in pride

Claws of darkness, can't hide

Rise of chaos, darkened air

We strike with relentless glare

Crush the heroes, break their will

Darkness born, silent and still

Marching onward, guardians' call

Heeding the king's dark thrall

Hidden blade, my vow to serve

In shadows deep, I observe

Their defiance fuels my rage

Set fire to their insipid stage

Fools believe they can overthrow

But shadows govern, will not slow

Dark chants lift as armies sweep

Veil of night, secrets keep

Crush the heroes, break their will

Darkness born, silent and still

Marching onward, guardians' call

Heeding the king's dark thrall

Light chants faint, marching tune

Echoes of a coming doom

Their blasphemous hope will fall

Under darkness' ruthless thrall

Shadow's might, forever bound

King's protector, honor crowned

Heroes fallen, tales in dust

In darkness' unyielding trust