Conqueror & Warlord

Cast in pieces of liquid Wraththe oblivion, the warning of a serenadeSo deranged, the decay of my woundsscars of a lost reflective shadowOnce in fury, forever in griefOnce in sorrow, funeral is embracedBut how to overcome the pure idea of being trapped, Conqueror...As i reflect about the crushed age of memories goneas i recall the cathartic frontier once my Soul passed...Vociferations and imprecations, the discouraged cry formy departed rendering, Warlord...The reaction was futile, the Commanders and Scathersgathered for the privilege of Revenge.(To Kill) some very feeble forms of pathetic rageThey perished in Agony and EcstasyFor their ultimate Punishment, our Punishment to their MiseryWE judge those who once perverted the corePerdition and no forgiveness, final destiny and fateA farewell to the Temple that Ruled the EmpireCommanding in Pain, I Have Returned