Devotion

Death to all that challenge,
The master of the town!
Death to those poor substitutes,
Who try to take his crown!
They shall be disposed of,
By the master in his way,
Maybe slain late at night,
Or run through during day.
None shall take his glory,
None shall steal his pride,
Others may have tried before,
All those others died.
The master is the leader,
Of all that’s good and true,
He makes the sun shine yellow,
He makes the water blue.
The master is our saviour,
Without him we are lost,
We will protect our master,
No matter what the cost.
We will be the last to stand,
And face the evil hordes,
Repelling all invasion,
In the name of our great lord.
Chimeras may be evil,
Dragons may be large,
We’ll fight until we drop because,
The master is in charge.
If we all die and he might live,
We are bound to give our all,
Our lives for this great master?
It presents no choice at all.