Martin The Warrior

Martin the warrior.
The son of Luke.
Essence of history.
Spirit of truth.

The epic conqueror.
The tyrant's fall.
Comes from a distant land.
To heed the call.

The broken sword.
Tied around his neck.
He carries in shame.
To a far off wreck.

Martin the warrior.
The son of Luke.
Mysterious traveler.
To seek the truth.

He reached the mountain.
Volcano of the fire god.
The ancient forges.
So old even time forgot.

Reforged his sword.
With steel from a fallen star.
He'll rise again.
And put an end to this war.

Martin the warrior.
The son of Luke.
He stands with emperors.
Who tell the truth.

He sails the ocean.
Searching for answers.
To find his father.
Or where he's laid to rest.

And in the sunset.
He disappears like all those before.
Sleeps in the darkness.
Beneath the great abbey's steps.

Martin the warrior.
The son of Luke.
We will remember.
All of your truths.

Martin the warrior.
The son of Luke.
Tale told forever.
Fiction or truth?