The Guardian

by fortytwo6x7

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This sacred land I will protect

all outsiders I will eject

the ancient challenge will be met

a lifetime training for this task

the foretold beast I will unmask

that I die well is all I ask

 

When chance of survival you disbar

you access all your strength and power

then you enemy you will devour

so demon come with all your might

till my last breath I will fight

and throw your corpse out to the night

 

I await, come when you will

I taste you scent in the night chill

my body primed and honed to kill

your blood will fill the enchanted cask

then sun will remove the winter mask

that I die well is all I ask

 

 

 

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