He was just a new type rebel with a bursting horror filled yell.
“Peace!”…even the strong and mighty feared his vision of hell.
His voice and opinions were contested by dominative man.
Their only chance of redemption against the crimelords plans.
Onwards he struggled through the battles,with nothing but words!
Honor your God!be humble!and your committals will be heard.
The irons! and wooden stakescities!countries galore!
Barons made the same mistake ,defying the Deity,by seeking more!
Using Gods nurtured metals as weapons,by hammer and nails.
The world stood as he was tortured by the treacherous males.
A new beginning!the world had begun with but one word spoken!
A voice from heaven was heard singing “AMEN!”, You! are my token!
And on that day,the yell echoed for here and forever after.
Hailthe king of peace!the true One!The Rebel Master!