Forbidden kingdom
Kingdom of bloody floors
Positioned in the middle of a hunted island of skull
Where no being enters and comes out alive
In a kingdom that human flesh is roasted
As a meat for a toast
And third blood serve as water
Forever oceans of blue seas
Are turned to bloody emotions
In a kingdom of curse
From where Christopher landed with his first pause
On the favour of all his hourse
That are drunk with bloody purse
Kingdom of abandoned warriors
That have alot of things that is hilarious
And makes ridiculous jerk serious
Forever they are kept dangerous
Abandoned knights
Stays awake all night
Planning on a secret fight
That shall be executed tonight
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