A Warrior’s Prayer MMXIV

"Grandfather, tell me a story"
"Oh, all right, Go and get your storybook"
"No, no, not one of those a real story!"
"A real story?"
"Yes! Tell me about when you were a boy!"
"Well, then, I shall have to
Take you back with me, a long way in time"

It was my thirteenth year on a cold winter's
Day as I walked through the enchanted forest
I could hear the sound of
Horses and men at arms
I felt compelled to walk on and
Find the place of these sounds
And when the forest did clear I
Was standing on a hill before
Me the armies of the world, standing
Waiting i thought to myself
'For whom or what are they waiting?'
Suddenly a gust of wind came up from
The north there appeared a lone rider
Holding a sword of steel
Then from the south came another
Bearing a battle ax
From the east came a third, holding a
Spiked club, and finally, from the west
A rider who wielded a great hammer of war
With them came their soldiers of death
Followed by an army of immortals
They were few in number
But the look in their eyes told
All who beheld them that
They would leave this place only
In victory or death
And there was a great silence
My heart began to pound, storm clouds
Filled the sky with darkness
And the four winds blew with such anger
That I held fast to a tree
I watched the four riders raise their
Weapons into the air without warning
Screaming their war cry they led the attack
Down to the battle they rode
They met the armies of the world
With a mighty clash! I could
Feel the ground shake the earth
Drank much blood that day
Each of the four, was unto himself
A whirlwind of doom!
When the smoke did clear
Many thousands were dead there was
Much blood and gore
Their bodies lay broken and
Scattered across the battlefield
Like brown leaves blown by the wind
And I saw the four ride together
To the top of the hill
While below them the soldiers
Of death assembled all those who would now
Swear allegiance to them
And the four spoke the words
Of the warriors prayer:

"Gods of war I call you
My sword is by my side
I seek a life of honor
Free from all false pride
I will crack the whip with a bold mighty hail
Cover me with death if I should ever fail
Glory, majesty, unity hail, hail, hail"

And as I stood and looked on, I heard the
Armies of the world hail them without end
And their voices of victory carried long
And far throughout the land!

"Well, that's it did you like the story?"
"yeah, it was great!" "Oh good
I'm glad now off to bed with you"
"Grandfather?" "Yes?"
"Who were those four men?"
"Who were they? They were the Metal Kings!"