Wight

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A daunting guise encased in steel
There is no more pain to feel
I feel nothing at all
Broken men hitting the ground
My bloody flail swinging around
The blue banner will now fall
Forged anew into this cruel world
I only wish to see it burn
Petty swords can't pierce my shell
My spiked flail will send men straight to hell
The spikes will always hunger for flesh
Be it man or beast be it stale or fresh
I'm not alive but nor will they be
No army could deal with me
I shoulder a burden heavier than most
This armor would crush any other host
But I'll continue to swing
Let the clash of steel sing
Let the carnage sing a song
Of death and what lies beyond
I feel nothing at all
But the blue banner must fall
I have no master I just follow the flail
Through carnage I will forever prevail
Don't ever bother to pray
At most you could just run away
But no god will save you from me
For death is how I came to be
The wounds I strike no one can mend
Through flesh of man and beast alike
Fueled by hatred for all life
My flail will tear and rend.

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