Battle for more

Upon the hill a primal cry

Answered by icy steel

A battle rages on

For land and love and riches

Under blood red dawn

The army rages down

Their leader hungry

And not without advantage

They meet the enemy

An army half the size

Rocks within the valley

Their leader fierce and wise

To his face the other bellows

Gloating in the easy victory

Bewitched by lust for more

In response the other laughs

The small army in the valley

Triples in size

Blinded by desire

The other suspected nothing

Hotheaded hunger

Bested by cool calculation

One by one

The army was slayed

As the bloodthirsty roar

Quivered to shock and terror

As his army was slaughtered

The leader let out a scream

From a place of scalding rage

And drew his sword

Craving death and blood

Of the other who simply stood

And as the sword came down

The other simply smiled

And blinded by lust and rage

The furious leader never saw

The soldier from behind

Who sliced that roaring head

Clean from muscled shoulders