Once upon a time, There was a majestic empire

The Empire of Darkness, ruled by the emperor, with powers so great

He tortured his slaves, and drank their blood to please his lust



With a blaze of holy light

A warrior entered the realms of night

Alone, unarmed he increased his pace

To meet the emperor face to face



But the emperor did not want to see this man

And send his loyal knights to seize this man

But their swords couldn't cut this man's flesh or bones

And with one look the man turned the knights into stone



The sight of defeat enraged the dark lord

He gathered his angels and raised his sword

But it was time to realize this battle could not be won

Yet the loss of his angels only increased his crimson thorn



With eyes of fire, the Emperor unleashed his cry

And heaved his sword, to make the warrior die

But his sword he clumsily lost

And he saw it vanish in a cloud of dust



And when the cloud of dust withdrew

He saw the face of the enemy he knew

Fear of death haunted his mind

but the victor was just too kind



Instead of killing him, He took away his pride

As he gathered his old slaves at his side

And he led them to the Kingdom of the Light

and freed them from captivity in the Empire of Night



With his departure He casted a blaze of fire

And sulfur and flames replaced the water of the mire

And the ones who stayed behind were consumed by flames

And the ones who were freed were called the saints



But the emperor has escaped a certain death

And now leads others to their eternal death