The Demon Lord’s Bard

Описание: A bard does not need a blade to end a kingdom.
In the shadows of the Demon Lord’s throne, every song becomes a weapon.
This is the tale of the bard who sang while the world burned.

“A bard doesn’t need a sword…”

“This song destroyed kingdoms.”

“The Demon Lord didn’t conquer alone.”

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In halls of ash where shadows breathe,
I tune my strings to lies and grief.
Kings have fallen, gods have bled,
I sing the words the dead once said.

Steel may break and crowns may burn,
But every soul has songs to learn.

I am the bard of the Demon Lord,
My voice is sharper than any sword.
I don’t fight wars, I make them rise,
With broken truths and whispered lies.

I’ve played for heroes, doomed and brave,
Their names now echo in shallow graves.
They thought the song was hope and flame,
But every verse sealed their fate.

Faith is fragile, fear is strong,
Especially when wrapped in song.

I am the bard of the Demon Lord,
I bend the will, I twist the chord.
Empires fall when I perform,
One quiet tune — a endless storm.

No crown can silence melody,
No prayer can break my harmony.
When demons march, when angels flee,
My final note sets chaos free.

I am the bard of the Demon Lord,
The last true tale the world ignored.
When silence comes and skies turn red,
Remember me… when hope is dead.

Every ending… needs a song.