One child, the king to be Such suffering, at the hand of the one Wisdom lost, fear prevails Blood lust, borne from the union of evils
One future No past This land was lost long ago Time has caught up, so fast
Years ago, the King saught to satisfy his lust A witch waited for the moment of his greatest weakness Their meeting was fate, 9 months from this date The death of us all would arrive
One future No past This land was lost long ago Time has caught up, so fast
Death runs wild Spawned from this child Fallen innocent souls Hellbound Their fates sealed Pointless loss