One of our own in the deep dark night

Tried to take the tyrant’s one and only life

When we awoke and saw his corpse rise

Anger, hate, regret, filled all of our minds

Anger in the thought of such a young death

Hate for the tyrant and her heartless breath

Regret for not standing by him in his time of need

Now it’s time for us all to be free, or to bleed.

Our flag our fallen, to those who just stand by

Reign terror reign revenge to try or to die

For our forsaken, the weak, old, and young

It is time for redemption, play the war drum!

Our secret counsel held a meeting that night

We all agreed it was time to kill and fight

Spread the word, spread the deed

For tonight, on hate we will drink and feed

Little did we know, little could we guess

How one person’s death will give us lively breath?

Little could we do, blood stirring in our veins

Anger flowing like poison in everyone’s brains

Our flag our fallen, to those who just stand by

Reign terror reign revenge to try or to die

For our forsaken, the weak, old, and young

It is time for redemption, play the war drum!

Silently we agreed, death our messenger

For the sake of our people, we need a better future

Shovel, pick, spade, hoe, axe all raised high

Tools which we were entrusted will cause her to die

Every man and able woman were to join the ranks

We will bring down her castle no matter what it takes

Everyone brave, everyone strong, hate racing like adrenaline

And so the guards fell, those foolish iron clad men

Our flag our fallen, to those who just stand by

Reign terror reign revenge to try or to die

For our forsaken, the weak, old, and young

It is time for redemption, play the war drum!

Our own took watch, as quiet as the grave

And from there we went in, no longer shall be a slave

The enchantress and the hunter, blood boiling in rage

No longer just a creature, beaten and caged!

Slowly we progressed some armed with bows and swords

Quickly we took over the hospitals and wards

Sentries fell faster than any guard ever could

The barracks of sleeping soldiers building made of wood

Our flag our fallen, to those who just stand by

Reign terror reign revenge to try or to die

For our forsaken, the weak, old, and young

It is time for redemption, play the war drum!

As the flames rolled high into the night sky

Guards progressed to the screams and we slipped by

Now a full out riot, we took so much as our own

Up toward the castle keep brandishing steel and sword

Guards overwhelmed by the hundreds of workers here

Their hearts in their eyes we could sense their desperate fear

Some ran, moral dropped to dead and the courtyard was ours

To the keep, to the enchantress, to her towers!

Our flag our fallen, to those who just stand by

Reign terror reign revenge to try or to die

For our forsaken, the weak, old, and young

It is time for redemption, play the war drum!

Bashing in the door, all reception fell

Welcome to our anger, welcome to our hell!

Brutality beyond what some men have ever seen

The ground red with blood and in the moon it gleamed.

Wandering down the back hallway, we progressed up the ancient stairs

Up slowly to the top, where then enchantress herself was to be there

Weapons brandished, weapons at the ready

To heaven or to hell and let’s hope there’s not too many!

Our flag our fallen, to those who just stand by

Reign terror reign revenge to try or to die

For our forsaken, the weak, old, and young

It is time for redemption, play the war drum!

Her great doors loomed over all of our heads

No guards, no alert, but dark deathly dread

Collectively we rammed her door, which split open wide

And in anger and in the stream of war we charged inside

There she was, all alone sitting upon her bed

She slowly looked up and tilted her head

“so you have come, just to slowly kill me?”

Her sweet voice sung out like a melody

Our weapons fell useless to our sides men and woman both

Her eyes an alluring sapphire blue, lust replaced loath

Slowly one by one she called our names

And when she did, willingly we came

I think in our minds we knew we were going to die

There was nothing to do as our bodies pilled high

She whispered to us and slit our throats

Blood stained our petty workers clothes

Finally, lastly, I was called to her, arms open wide

No longer could I feel the hate, anger, or despise

She whispered to me, told me how brave I am

She slit my throat, and told me I was to be damned

All went black, our war was over and done

Weakness over came me, I felt so cold and yet warm

I felt like I was letting go… of what I can only guess

Then I floated… the war ended in our deaths

Alternative Ending!

Her great doors loomed over all of our heads

No guards, no alert, but dark deathly dread

Collectively we rammed her door, which split open wide

And in anger and in the stream of war we charged inside

There she was, all alone sitting upon her bed

She slowly looked up and tilted her head

“so you have come, just to slowly kill me?”

Her sweet voice sung out like a melody

Our flag our fallen, to those who just stand by

Reign terror reign revenge to try or to die

For our forsaken, the weak, old, and young

It is time for redemption, play the war drum!

We gave no heed to her words, anger overcoming her spell

Accusing fingers rose, as if sending her to hell

She stood and drew her swords and smiled

Now time has come for our final trial

We charged yelling our anger and hate

She stood perfectly still a lion in wait

The first of us upon her swung for force

She blocked and countered, killing him of course

Our flag our fallen, to those who just stand by

Reign terror reign revenge to try or to die

For our forsaken, the weak, old, and young

It is time for redemption, play the war drum!!

Soon surrounded she swung at the nearest person to attack

Then I came from behind, and attacked her back

Injured she fell from my blow and quickly she was pinned

We brought her out into the open, tied like our brother man, she has sinned

We stood by her and executed her like she would to us

The dawn began to rise; in all men we gave our trust

The sun touched her body, and we progressed into a new life

One free of tyranny, one free of pain, one free from this strife