Immortal Dynasty Poem by Andrew Tom

A dethrone warrior enslaved by pride

Left betrayed by his only bloodline

Staring into the eyes of the brother

Separated child from the arms of the mother



There he stands tall

Resisting to surrender

Jealously has risen over

High above the royal scepter



Declaration war he hungers

Feeds the lust with bearing arms

Awakening voice calms the sound

Worships the divines crown



Harvesting the unholy nation

Blessed by a dying king

Fought to obtain their freedom

Set free a captive slave



Like your charming noble prince

Rushing inside the mortal veins

Serving the calling master

Raising the fists of his martyr