A brute of a force,
I come to all
From the newborn, to Arthur the Great,
Making people of today people of late,
I consume all, such is my determination,
Unsatisfied, looming, until the day of confrontation.
Amass your treasures to defend from me, men can be heard,
Making my coming their only golden reward,
I saunter in, a foreign identity,
Some can feel me, prepare for me, yet you cannot scare me,
I am not respecting of persons, I beg you calmly close your eyes
For, only to those who resist, my flames will wax fiercest.