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He who'll sit in the throne

Must bathe in blood

Eyes in madness

A posture of a king

The Royal Family

Unbeknownst to them

Someone watching

Waiting for the timing

The memories surfacing

The scar is burning

A prince in pain

A prince who'll betray

Two faced persons

Hate filled heart

Death is the price

For those who look down

He who shall rise

Must never hesitate

Covered in scars

Driven by war

The stench of metal

The feeling of ecstacy

Eyes lost in paradise

He will seek

As the sun goes red

And the sky turn dark

The wolves will be heard

The burning of flames

Metals will clashed

Flesh will tore

Screams will fall

The Devil will watch

Blood dripping

Pains resonating

Sword raising

Screaming, "Victory!!"

The darkness sorrounding

The sinister prince

Doom will come

In the kingdom he'll rule

Alongside his servant

Whom he cherish

They will rise

Once the king died

A lonely prince

The loyal servant

Cries of anguished

He will be king

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A/n:

Kingdoms. Wars. Royalty. Soldiers. Blood. Pride. Madness. Sanity.

The lonely prince who was always being look down by the people since his face is covered in scar. He had a servant whom he cherish because of it's loyalty and because of it's pure heart.

The prince who fought in wars, covered with scars and blood. The prince who turned sinister promise that he will rise together with his servant.

He will be king, that is his wish.