Rise of Conan

In the shadows of the mountains high,

Conan roams where the wild winds sigh,

With steel in hand, he faces the night,

A warrior's heart ready for the fight.

Legend whispers in the forest deep,

Of battles fought and secrets to keep.

In a distant land where shadows creep,

A mighty king dreams, his fate to reap,

With the blade of courage and heart that beats,

Conan the conqueror, no one defeats.

His enemies rise, fierce wizards with spells,

Creatures of legends, with horror that dwells,

Yet Conan stands, unyielding, unbent,

In search of a throne, his fate heaven-sent.

The echoes of clash, the roar of the crowd,

To claim a kingdom, he’ll make his family proud.

In a distant land where shadows creep,

A mighty king dreams, his fate to reap,

With the blade of courage and heart that beats,

Conan the conqueror, no one defeats.

In a distant land where shadows creep,

A mighty king dreams, his fate to reap,

With the blade of courage and heart that beats,

Conan the conqueror, no one defeats.

To the throne of power, he charges forth,

A king of warriors, for what he’s worth.