Vanquished Lives

With a warcry loud that broke the stone
The earth trembles as it gives a moan
Pounding feet and the thumps of the dead
A vast plain broken by the color of red
A dark palace rises up to the blue sky
Grinning bleakly as men under its shadows die
A warrior king thirsting for his revenge
Around him gathers men as he vows to avenge
The ground soaked red as the bodies fall
The dark flag flies high upon the wall
Obscured from sight in clouds of black
Comes the king with his men leading the attack
No hope is left as all good dies in haste
Broken forms litter a great desolate waste
Upon the pinnacle borne forth from deceit
The standard of evil proclaims no defeat