Impending Doom
An evil lays in wait,
A journey must be made.
To hell if it must take,
Fair better then the ones before.
They wait to see what’s in store,
Battle armor the legions wore.
Wicked crying hung in the air,
In aw the army stared.
Millions of skeletons stood silent on the barren battlefield,
A gruesome sight befell.
Their eyes grazed the view of hell,
The prophecy was to tell.
The rise or raze must the heroes decide,
The fate of Athens collide.
Here and now,
In silence waits the town.
But the Omen befell,
The Fates’ betrayal…
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