6 June 2012
I stand atop Opussia, Long-sword in my hand, I gaze across the kingdom, Behold our mighty land.
My sword is thick with demon gore, The blood of nightmares real, All it takes is a long-sword's kiss, And then I'll break the seal.
I'm protector of the land, I join the raging battle, The pounding blood addicts me now, The sound of war-cries rattle.
The demons slain lay 'cross the land, I stand alone and gaze, For these are not the last creatures, Who'll try to change our ways.
Opussia: the land of great, We strive to keep our peace, And those like demons, brawn and gore, Will soon hereafter cease.
For I, protector of the land, Have pledged to keep us true, My goals are just to cleanse our lands, The good for me and you.
Protector Of The Land. • Opuss № I