Thornmail - Pentakill

Written by：Pentakill

My king my king

How was I supposed to know

Everyone will falter when you die

And as we speak

The army of our enemy

Is approaching our gates

We cannot fly

Behold my son

There's a way to save you all

Don't you despair

Don't be petrified

There is an armor

Ancient magic made it strong

And you shall wear it

When you face the fight

This harness will guide us

Through dangerous night

It humbles the foe with its grace

The thornmail will help us

Prevail and survive

Our deadliest fate we embrace

Well done my son

It's the way to save you all

But don't you think

The realm's been purified

Creatures of darkness are

Still longing for your fall

Keep them in thrall

It's time to smite and ignite

This harness will guide us

Through dangerous night

It humbles the foe with its grace

The thornmail will help us

Prevail and survive

Our deadliest fate we embrace

My king my king

How was I supposed to know

Everyone will falter

When you die

This harness will guide us

Through dangerous night

It humbles the foe with its grace

The thornmail will help us

Prevail and survive

Our deadliest fate we embrace

Yeah my son

Smite them all