Broken Crown from Undergrowth by Dying Wizard

When the righteous fury struck
The hapless one were out of luck
A wind of death ripped all around
A shattered crown left on the ground
A darkness sweeps across the land
Laying waste to all that stand
Destroying forest, field and town
And in its wake a broken crown

Broken crown

Lost empires now ruled by ghosts
Broken swords a beaten host
The fallen King to rule all men
A broken crown falls at the end
As the palace crumbles and light fades
Hidden rooms where plans were made
They lie empty and devoid of life
Dust motes dancing in half light

Broken crown

Throne is free of the mortal ebb
Host now to a spiders web
Ghostly memories to rule the land
Guided by the long dead hand
Dusty light creeps through broken panes
Nothing seen as dusk now wanes
Ghostly bellows echo still
Nothing left just time to kill

Broken crown

No one left to speak the lore's
The unused rooms and corridors
The blackest moon still burns bright
The chosen start their weary flight
The colours muted air taste dead
The twilight and the gloaming wed
Lonely wraith stares and frowns
At the empty throne and broken crown

Broken crown

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