Story Behind the Song
This is our 'Bohemian Rapsidy'. Created mainly by the King in the layer one day, one of those classic metal moments.
Lyrics
The Game (pt. 3) "Return to Exochron"
Saddle up duke, we must ride through the night.
Beneath the stench of death,
We hear Mangharns taunting might.
On our way we see Goblins,
The condemned, huddle as one.
The Icy glare they throw us,
Let us know who has won.
CHORUS
Not for long Mangharn,
This time we will win.
Your empire hast but fallen, and soon,
Our reign will begin.
With the power I have,
I thrust myself onto my horse.
The goblins have warned us,
To steer a steady course.
Thine Mistress follows from the rear,
"Look, the city gates!".
We kick at our horses sides.
Stallion gallops begin.
Now is our time.
We arrive at the city gates,
A condemned creature at the helm.
Our business he wishes to know,
For now we are in his realm.
And the gates our open, open for our quest. Mangharns fortress stands tall in the mist.
Failure is not an option.
THIS, IS THE ULTIMATE TEST.
CHORUS
As the sun rises, our pain rises to.
Too many years of exile from this great land.
We must destroy his empire,
Before we live free again.
The inn keeper tells us,
"Many a great bitch hath fallen".
Thine Duke masturbates over his tortured corpse.
The Great castle stands before us,
We now climb the walls.
All the years of torture, are about to fall. Were rising against you mangharn.
You fool, you traitor, you fuck !.
Your people are about to die.
MANGHARN !. MANGHARN !.
I climb through the window,
I see thou in my sights.
My sword appears in my mighty hands.
Now we begin the fight.
You condemned me many centuries ago,
My soul you put in despair.
The Blood of thine ram travels through my vein's.
With one swift blow, he is gone.
No more Mangharn.
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