The Iron Fortress

The screams of battle,

The cries of war,

A wall of metal

Of hard iron ore.

Where the final warriors

Of a republic now gone,

Found refuge in a place

Where night is the dawn.

Endless battle,

Endless death.

Many have died

Defending their last breath.

This fortress of metal

With thick walls of steel,

The final frontier

Where all enemies shall kneel.

Now this place is a ghost town,

Haunted to the core,

Bloodied and battered,

Bodies strewn about the floor.

Forgotten are the heroes,

Forgotten are the kings,

Forgotten are the people

And their families and things.

Beyond the towering walls

Now lies a battlefield of pain,

Where great warriors have fallen

Amongst the slain.

This is the place where

Battles have been fought,

This is the place where

Heroes are forgot.