The Battle of the Great Plains
I travel across the great plains
Adrenaline is surging through my veins
On a quest for the throne
A quest to be eternally known
Suddenly the foe appears just over the horizon
All know a great battle will take place under the Orion
All present charge upon one another
And again man fights man, and brother fights brother
Sword clashes against sword
Death of foe and ally goes ignored
Pools of blood cover the land
And yet neither side can gain the upper hand
Suddenly, fire lights up the sky
Lightning flashes up high
Metal clashes against metal as we all fight
If I end up burning tonight, might as well burn bright
Foes fall to the ground all around
Questions arise, do I really want or need the crown?
How can I rule when I have ended so much life?
How many of these men won't be alive and able to return to a wife?
What makes me good and them bad?
Is it because they are seemingly mad?
How am I any better than they?
All this senseless fighting make life so grey
The final foe's body falls to the floor
This marks the end of the first battle of a war
The fighing is over and done
The great battle had been won
Yet with a new revelation I turn my back on my dream
I no longer have any desire to reign supreme
But now I know I don't want or need glory
Not a single soul needs to know my story