This Forsaken Land

This forgotten land
Is consuming all but one
And that is you my son
So please just take our hand
Have no fear for we are here
To shine the light
To break up any fight
Contained with you inside
Must begin to steer clear
Train through for seven years
Progress you must revere
If you fail to meet their trust
Pushed back from the front
These things you must learn on your own
Before you take the throne
As the title of the King
This Forsaken Land
Consuming all but one
Blood spilt for our defenses
Tears grow thick from pain, as it drenches
Sweat poured to rebuild these trenches
This compromised land
Is consuming all but one
And that is you my son
Entitled to this elite brand
Trained now these fourteen years
Progress you have revered
Now depart from you we must
This stone edifice we entrust
You have learned these things on your own
Shall you take the throne
As the title of the King
This Forsaken Land
Consuming all but one
Blood spilt for our defenses
Tears grow thick from pain, as it drenches
Sweat poured to rebuild these trenches
We must now leave you with this place
Of never ending grace
Goodbye, our dearest son
The inheritor of one
This majestic place of high command
The grandest tower controlled firsthand
Venture off, hence this path we’ll withstand
Disappearing all but from This Forsaken Land