Pravus stands up there
Unbeaten, always unbowed
We can not go on

He walks a straight path
Unwavering in his task
To root out betrayal

Kill him, we cannot
Too powerful, far too strong
That, we should have known

"Telona Murrage will never be avenged while the Iron Throne still stands"
A Haiku by Scion Tarentae

Sometimes your anger
and all your preparation
is still not enough.

Our guts tighten as
Blue zapped bodies flying,
His cackle dripping.

Immortal, alive
unbeatable in battle
This man will not die.

No-one knew his plan
His takeover was most swift
crushing everything.

morale died with men
cut down in their prime of life
quarter not given.

few men survived war
this was no exception
we are lost to him.

Cannot escape,
Darkness unfolding,
Win or lose, dying.

Our intentions fail
Our heart is filled with anger
But Pravus lives on

We all fought real brave
We all sacrificed a lot
But his reign goes on

Pravus' reign goes on
But we will not bow to him
Our plans will live on