The Ire Unleashed

Gather your swords My loyal knights of the court Son, come with us Witness the ire of your king To that old man we will show The hard price to betray Our grand and noble realm Be it by threat or by force We will endly take from him the mighty flute For its magic is for us to retrieve To this quest, our party's bound to succeed Down the road where seawinds roar on the shore Our fate will meet splendor Now old man don't play the fool Six swords have come for you And might get red soon My king don't force me to use The only way to protect The realm from certain doom How dare you play that flute I've come to take back? And why are you knights staring at me like that? Son! What have you done? My knight's blood on your steel! The magic of the elder will get us all killed Old man's head on the floor... Spilled knight's blood, flesh and gore... My son, dead by the door... A sacrifice for kingdom's lore! The flute in my hands Covered in blood dripping in its horrid grooves, Shall bring glory to the realm A banquet shall be served To show the court my new tool of power