Gods Warrior

(Verse 1) Yo, listen up, I'll tell you a tale, 'Bout Sylas Stout, with strength to prevail. Big and beefy, with a sword in hand, He's the warrior of Absalom's land. Cursed by Gorum, the god of war, But Sylas found faith, in Ragathiel's lore. With rules to guide him, and honor as his creed, In the heat of battle, he'll take the lead. (Chorus) Sylas Stout, with a heart of steel, In the face of danger, he'll never kneel. With Ragathiel's blessing, he'll fight the fight, Defending his team, with all his might. (Verse 2) Fierce and fearless, in every bout, Sylas Stout, he'll never doubt. Clever in battle, with tactics sharp, He'll protect his allies, from dawn to dark. In the tavern's glow, he found love's spark, With a bartender, hidden in the dark. Disguised as Pharasma, goddess of death, But in Sylas' eyes, she took a breath. (Chorus) Sylas Stout, with a heart of steel, In the face of danger, he'll never kneel. With Ragathiel's blessing, he'll fight the fight, Defending his team, with all his might. (Verse 3) Cursed by one god, but blessed by another, Sylas Stout, he'll fight like no other. With honor and valor, he'll blaze his trail, In the city's heart, he'll never fail. Guided by Ragathiel, General of Vengeance, Sylas stands tall, in battle's attendance. With each swing of his sword, he fights for what's right, A beacon of justice, in the city's night. (Outro) So raise your swords, to Sylas Stout, In the city's shadows, he'll find his route. With Ragathiel's guidance, he'll face the test, Sylas Stout, the warrior, the city's best.