Hrothgar the Dane

I stare at the sea
Hoping for someone to come
To save me
And my people from perish.
The monster lives…
It creeps in every night,
One by one
Taking our lives.
This cannot be,
I never thought this I would see…
The end is nigh…
The end is nigh…
And I want to make it all stop…
Strong, strong was I once,
The might and strength of this great land.
Now, old I am,
Decrepit in my fall I stand.
Where is my youth?
Where the strength that once I had?
It’s left these hands…
Left this mangled body.
Powerless…
Before my eyes my kingdom dies.
The end is nigh…
The end is nigh…
Dead soon will I be,
This crown of mine will die with me.
The monster thrives,
Our swords don’t seem to wound him.
Will no one come
To save this barren land?
Our cries are loud…
Have they not reached some foreign land?
No boat I see,
Yet I still stare at the sea…
The end is nigh…
The end is nigh…
And I want to make it all stop…