"Winter's Fire"
Note: Originally written for an original piece of the same name (can be found on fictionpress).
The original piece was inspired and influenced greatly by The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings.
Winter's Fire
Burn down the sun
Light funeral pyres
The end has begun.
Lay all your people
Lay them to rest
Hide your children's eyes
Hide your children's eyes
For the flame
Consumes the world.
Winter's Fire
Lay waste to the hills
The hills of the ancients
Who speak of the tale
The day winter came
Man swung his blade
And killed the keeper of the day.
Death bringers
Come forth.
Wars claim all sons.
For the night seems to burn with anguish.
In the end, in the end
Morning will rise.
For all the brothers who have fallen.
Winter's Fire
Kill the last King
For he sleeps in the comfort
Of his wine, of his drink.
In the palace walls
You'll find the answer
To the one the people call
Oppressor.
Oppressor of man.
Steel, might steel forged
From the Winter's Fire.
Slay, slay, slay.
Innocence abandoned.
Hope has been banished
To the sea of vast mistake.
Winter's Fire
Seek the unknown
For the wise think themselves
To be greater.
Smite, smite, take them down
With no mercy
For the wise think themselves
To be greater.
The years, horrid years
Of torment, enslavement
By a system that never caves.
Oh the stars do not guide us
The wind does not hear us
The world seems not to care.
Winter's Fire
Burn down the sun
Light the funeral pyres
The end has begun.