The forests of Lynder,
Welcomed the coming of the people.
Led to the cause,
Driven to it.
A clause that was all but welcoming,
It was there where it was.
A road that outgrew with dense forest,
It was but a land of magic.
The song of the damned,
Played through the night.
It was a set of fallen angels,
Who sang the chorus.
Loud and clear,
They seemed very inviting.
In the temple of doom,
A priest offered his prayers,
Ready at last for the rise to power,
They welcomed the one.
With hope as a measure,
And fear in equal measure,
The people thronged to see the ruler.
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