There they stand two sovereign kings

Each claiming the other’s throne

First they taunt then metal rings

As sword strikes blade, and bone

They fight for glory, wealth, and land

Though freedom’s what they claim

Drawn blades clash they make a stand

Though outcome be the same

Tyrant kings for gold they thirst

Fire burning in their eyes

Each of them state they are first

Don’t believe their lies

Good or evil are these lords

That’s for you to choose

For no mater which you’re leaning towards

We’ll have to pay our dues