Sentinel

As stories may be told, this dawning
in a time of the old, “Once upon
a time there was a man
as glorious as the gold; the essence
of the childe being raised in
the air.” Borrowed powers made
this man flourish amongst his peers.
His seared words of sorcery they
could not cohere, but in there
sleep he whispered, “ Conquest
relinquishes fear”. Waking up at
morning light, a vile instinct took plight
. Craving battle they began to march.
(Chorus)
“Atrocious Quest, Crusade on the
West; Obiter Dictum I will say,
watch your neck or else they will slay. Is this
life they portray? Time may pass
until that day, but hark the signs
that they forbear”. The Bearer
of Dawn - imparted the suffering
vows of men -upon the cities -and
throughout the lands. -A sentinel
was bred, the sentinel bled -all
for an eternal sunrise that was led
saintly man. Conquest made
they will raid with no mercy to the
ones who go untouched by dawns
light. As stories may be told,
in this beginning is in a time of the old,
“ Once upon a time there was
a man as glorious as the gold; the essence of the childe.”
(Chorus)
“” Conquest made, they will raid
with no mercy to the one’s that
go untouched by the dawns light,
and for this blood is insight.
Craving battle they began to march
in their sleep, oddly resembling
the holy enigma, they were his flock
of sheep. As stories may
be told in this time of old they
were then gathered… they slaughtered and severed.