Lyre of the Patriots World

"Magical wisdom of true patriots,
Where chanters and shield makers evolved,
Where the good and bad are been met,
Where true values and moralities respected.

Within the chanters and magical lyre,
Where music and talents exist,
Where wisdom excel and talent provoke.
In this world of eternity and respected war.

Might not be changed but add as a shield,
Like a roaring thunder where fist cry,
Where words can kill even a thousand miles,
In an agony and despair to win against all evil lands.

Mighty as a lamb and lioness at heart,
Where thunder changes even in the sky,
Where the great kindness of true compassion starts,
At the great war that can be tamed nor sparks.

Golden heart and shining swords,
Sharpened in every angle to hurt,
Slashing every flesh of the evil kingdom people,
Even the darkest kingdom falls in the hands of good.

War is like a roaring lion that cry,
When the evil people are been seen,
Where innocent lives been hurt,
Making every sense to shake them apart.

Patriots has many faces and heart,
But stay as one and the face been marked,
Where a name is just a face but not a mark,
And all evil kingdom fall apart."