The Quarry

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Sword and board
On foreign shores
Life straight from the gourd
Year of the old Lord
Consummating with the new wards
Azure hues 
Leaving clues of unrest
Rebel sects 
Deciphered text 
To lay claim to thrones
In strange dialects

Agni went to a village
Not to pillage 
But subjugate
One man stormed the gates
The rebels will he did break
Swordsman imbued with
Powerful quakes and holy fire
Served the sire duty higher
Fed orders by liars
Wondering why he was sent
To punish paupers
In the eyes of prideful humble men
Saw his of his father
The clerics sought martyrs 
For the heretics
Dutiful knight would take care of it
Nay The winds shift
The village chief came to speak
Bowed at agnis feet
And told him of the plight 
That the divine right came to reap
Babies don't sleep
Cuz their fathers work the quarries
And many go missing 
So They worry

Food, water, air
Laid bear
Avoid the devil's glare
Wares for the senses
For the senseless that don't care
What is truth
When the tooth of a dragon
Has you imagine
That could you could be herding goats
Where is the holy ghost?
I need some wisdom
So I cope
Can I Elope with Oberon 
And his harem
Fade in to the dust
Instead I wield this sword
Never rest with powers that crush
Never rust, power sucks

Air thick with malaise
He knew demons haze
This couldn't be quarry
It seemed to much a grave
It grew darker in a daze 
But he still made his way
To the mouth of the mountain
Surrounded by nights shade

Screams of men 
Shouting heathen
A heavy breathing 
The smell seizing 
The sight beyond reason
The dead formed a mass 
A golems task
Harkening it's master ask
Quick sips from the flask
No time to revel or bask
Phantasm
Breaks the limit of the sword saint
Blood blade 
Forms a wave shattering 
All in it's wake
Just 1 take
The necromancer escaped
But left their insignia
They shared it
Turpentine and mullwine
He began to stock
Left a trail to burn
Ashes made from Aught
Firestorm left his hand
Forlorn
May all that burns
One-day be reborn

Vows broken now 
We fought for the people
But those who crave power 
Don't see them as equal
Would even use the dead as weapons
To wage war, the high priest involved
So the crown must know
To the south the wind blows
He would need to head home
For assassin's would attack him
For the inquiry shown

He returned to the village to slaying his comrades
Told the villagers to flee because the soil is bad
Burned the flag. As it swept the countryside
Probably a twinkle in Orion's eye

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