This is how our tale begins, two brothers; the heir of the throne,
who becomes king after his father died, and a bastard who becomes a psychopath and kills everyone who stays in his fucking way leaving traces of blood, a lot of blood
While still alive, our great general, on account of his envy, always sought more power;
Arming ambushes for the weak, with his sadistic mind;
Stabbing his own brother in the back, to become king
Son of a whore, with the father who already was king,
Was born out of royalty, but with the essence of evil
Hatred for his brother was always present, the murder had been planned long time ago
In a moment of distraction stabbed the king seven times in his chest
The bastard was then hunted for his crime of conspiracy against the king and kingdom
He was persecuted, and upon being captured, was tortured and thrown to the pigs
After his death his soul had gone to the abyss,
He came upon the God, the God of the death
Then he was crowned king, the king of the damned
His throne was built with human bones
His shiny crown tied with barbed wire
Next to his army of the night he marched
To start a war against the realm of mortals
With his anguish and disgust for the living
He began to Devastate several kingdoms
But still without regret, he decided to betray the death, but his plan was discovered
Realized that being a king in the world of the dead, ended up becoming just another lost soul
Then with his little knowledge of necromancy he tried several rituals to return to life
Until the god of death, who after offering all he had to the king, felt betrayed and then destroyed his soul in a thousand pieces, putting an end to the king of the damned
