In the Path of the Tyrant
Enthroned as a king of kings. Shadows of kingdoms beneath my sandled feet.
My path shorn by wicked steel.
Honor gained from an iron will and strength to match I am both callous and wise. Forged as my father s sword is my destiny to rule with an iron embrace is my will.
Nothing can stand before me , I ride intward the throne of high king ship. Stygian barbaric war lust, my thews given strength by determination.
Honor gained from an iron will and strength to match I am both callous and wise…
A man of both wisdom and power, friend or foe I would hue in twain, cleave with axe or sword.
This empire now mine wrought by blood and by bone, through fortuitous demise.
