The sky turning blood red.
Fires burn across the land.
From graves, rise the dead
Guided by the wizard's hand.
The crown has been sieged.
All the warriors been slayed
Castle walls are breached.
Innocents dying by the blade.
Howls come out of the east.
The wizard stops in his track.
From the woods, wild beasts
Beginning their vicious attacks.
A maelstrom of fangs and claws
Shred through the undead flesh
Their flesh burns inside my jaws
But I push forward on my quest.
The wizard hurls a magic spell;
I tackle him down to the ground.
His staff releases the fires of Hell,
But his heart, my claws have found.
As his blood begins to freely flows,
My face becomes completely pale.
His deceased body starts to grow
As his skin turns into steely scales.
I let out a howl of defeat at the sight.
A battle is about to be all for naught.
I feel my courage fade into the night.
Countless lives are about to be lost.
A pack of lycanthropes are slained
As the dragon uses his sharp jaws
Torn flesh and blood begins to rain
As we strike back with our claws.
It was a vain attempt before defeat.
The fire dragon has sieged the crown
The kingdom crushed under his feet;
My pack buried in scorched ground.
I leave this letter as my final testament
At noon, I'll be hanged at the gallows
Rebel against a king that is malevolent.
Bring back our lands from the shadows.
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