Gleaming shell of an outworn lie; fable of Right divine—
You gained your crowns by heritage, but Blood was the price of mine.
The throne that I won by blood and sweat , by Crom, I will not sell
For promise of valleys filled with gold, or threat of the Halls of Hell!

Autore: Robert E. Howard

Gleaming shell of an outworn lie; fable of Right divine—<br />You gained your crowns by heritage, but Blood was the price of mine.<br />The throne that I won by blood and sweat , by Crom, I will not sell<br />For promise of valleys filled with gold, or threat of the Halls of Hell! - Robert E. Howard

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