Eternal Champion War At The Edge Of The End
I have grown found of my burdens, they serve to remind me that all i have lost is the freedom to die or live mortal. Life is fated, and I offer my guard
The spectre of Death rides unheeded, a legion unnumbered and we are just four. His army would claim every mortal, but my steel was old when Death was young
Too long has he mocked as he's taken. A seer, a pure-blood, and I, Ire's slave, have called down the ones who'll bring worse than Death could dream. He'll face it at last
The rides of Hell had blessing, the vainglory of kings and the crimes of the poor have spread like a plague beyond healing... but they are mine to watch, for them, a Lord!
For my life I'll keep failing light, until the dust has vanished, I will offer my guard. For my price I'll roam my wretched world, "To the end of all time, I will serve as thine Guard."
The parting of clouds mark their arrival, the beating of hooves cannot shake my repose. My Gods have sent those being Vleneng to bring fear to Death, and place me in his throne
The Crowning is brief and well-hidden, for a Guardian's Birth is not one they should see. A procession of silent, grim, demons march back to their secret keep
Blind as they are, I am their Law, their fate is mine to save as i might
Forsaking my guild, forgetting my past
Leaving my home and crossing the wall, silently throned and becoming the All, unseen and unheard is the dawn of my rule
