Looking hungry at his men
with a smirk on the kings face
Holding the river in one hand
a simple touch with grace

A river of blood in the finest cup
swirling around with a thick sound
As his sharp Eyes challenge you
to do a mistake in the final round

The haunting name of all time
you will never fail if you
cherish your Life more than blood
and brace yourself to ask who

This king is
Dangerous and Cold
A heart of stone
and now behold

His name to be told

Ares warrick