The Marauder Rage
A marauder’s rage and heroic might.
Castle enchanted by savior’s shield,
The peasant looks upon her light.
Emblazoned eyes and flurried delight,
Odds against him, salvation healed.
A marauder’s rage and heroic might.
Soaked ground by bloodied knight,
Standing tall on fallow field,
The peasant looks upon her light.
Soul emboldened and ready for fight,
Dragon’s fire, the enemies kneeled,
A marauder’s rage and heroic might.
The bell tolls and dragons take flight,
With sword in hand, harvest yield,
The peasant looks upon her light.
Enemies scattered amidst their fright,
Soul and heart have thus been peeled,
A marauder’s rage and heroic might.
For the peasant looks upon her light.
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