A barbaric land where the sword is the law,and killing is the way of life.An infernal wasteland and down a barren plain;A warrior stands the test of fate.His face is cracked from the wicked hands of time,and scars from war have past,Taking the reins from a shadowy steed,I shall kill the foyus at it's layer!Morbid Scream!Skulls and bones lie relics in the sand;Remembrance of men that came before.The ground is scorched from the dragon's breath,and corpses burned to stench and ash.I awake in fury when the dragon attacks;Advancing in anger - spitting fire.Our barbarous laws, my thundering axe,yet we'll fight the beast to it's death!
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