The last order
Autor: Vandala
He trust his kings orders
He followed him
Without any doubts
His last order hurts him the most
To leave him
To leave the battlefield
Go home that wasn’t his hope
To die on the battlefield
Die like a Spartan
Give his last breath for his king
For his lands
For everything he believed in
But now he stands here
On the battlefield
Again
6000 men standing behind him
Shouting behind him
Hitting their swords on their shields
Ready for the final battle
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