Lord Foog the 2st
By Otto K
Lord Foog is a god
Kings tremble at his name
His crown forged in fire and flame
Fur like needles white as snow
His eyes, gateways into the deepest pits of hell
Lord Foog knows no mercy
Only sparing the worthy, who step in his path despite all odds
Entire kingdoms, vanished from history like a grain of sand in a desert
His wrath will not soon be forgotten
Ashes rain down upon his enemies
Armies and great legends cut down with ease
Innocent lives snuffed out, littering the streets in droves
Once proud guards, displayed like showpieces