Everlasting rains of fire destroy the earth and mock the sun.
A testament to coming days all shall fail and in all shall fall.
Across our blackened ruined battlements our archers took their aim
to destroy the threat the holds our lives to surmount our fall
and uphold our gain.
The ceaseless shudder of cracking earth under the weight of our coming foes.
One more night shall sweep our lives before we raise our blades in war.
The iron gates of our realm hewn by their battleram;
from endless flame cascades a serpentine celestial fall of man.
Yet none of us lost our ground as they began to bar the way.
The bodies of those dare invade our land shall be our resting place.
The lives we knew are crumbling away as the bounds of our kingdom fall to ruin.