• Standing tall, yet all alone,
    acting brave, but has no home.
    He stands upon the battlefield,
    with nothing but his heart and steel.
    The army comes, covering the hills,
    he's an army of one, but still feels chills.
    Death is creeping, he knows it's nearby,
    but he will never run, only stand, fight, and die.
    Many watch, all across the land,
    to see the stranger, and destruction at hand.
    He shows no emotion, only confidence in his eyes,
    he's full of motivation, and speaks no lies.
    A defender, guardian, hero, killer,
    the one name that everyone has heard.
    He grasps his sword tight, takes one deep breath,
    charges on, and makes sure nothing's left.
    He is destruction, reduces armies to zero,
    he is the strongest of all, he is the lone hero.