“Once upon a time, there was a demon to the east

who preyed upon the helpless like a vicious, hungry beast

long ago he summoned forth an age endless war

no matter how much blood he spilled he hungered still for more

Despite his evil nature he disguised himself quite well

to trick a righteous monarch into walking straight to hell

many heroes fought the demon til their dying breath

but anyone who fought the demon died a hero’s death

To the north a land of monsters long untouched by man

was ruled by dragons since before our history began

for centuries the dragons guarded peace throughout their lands

but then the demon ripped away that peace with his own hands

He chased away the dragon then provoked a northern king

to start a war of endless spite, destroying everything

the war was long and that was where my father’s father died

and so did too, his friends who all fought bravely by his side

Every creature, every human, every living thing

longed to see the end of war beneath the demon king

the demon of the empire had succeeded in his plan

to bring a life of pain to every woman, child, and man

Legend has it, when the war had come to a stalemate

the northern army and the empire realised their fate

both had been manipulated by that demon lord

another day of death was more than either could afford

In the end their generation paid a heavy price

no one knows how many heroes made their sacrifice

the final battle brought about an all-consuming flame

which burnt away the demon and the armies all the same

The era of the empire and the demon lord were done

thanks to many heroes’ sacrifice, the war was won

still today across the lands, so many heroes fight

to restore the balance, lest the battle reignite

No one knows but some would say the demon lord lives on

maybe he escaped the fire, and really isn’t gone

but heroes train their swords today so if he should return

no more shall the world allow that demon's fire to burn”

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