Balaur's Rise - Sons Of Balaur

His legend was born on the fields of a battle

Impaler he stood to conquer the land

His thirst for men’s blood like a drug to his spirit

Don’t come before him or dead you lie

Only a war could contain him

His bloodlust was strong

A force of pure nature

Elemental, undone

Soldiers of darkness!

As though a raging fire

Who knows nothing except how to burn

Scouring the land in pursuit of conflict

Friend or foe they all felt his wrath

The house of Petrova sent one out to sate him

Athena, his sibling, to lighten the dark

But in her mission she drained him of life

Yet by the word of man’s incantations

A rhyme of resurrection he can now be alive!