ù BROONS BANî ù
                    by Ground Zero

There is a place, though only few will see
Where evil is none, and all there is free
This place was created before all of us came
By the force above us, sacred his name

This place was once open for all to view
Total utopia, immaculate and true
Then came that day, the blackest of all
Evil took over, the good came to fall

This once wonderful land, now paradise lost
Little did they know, there life was the cost
The creator of this beauty looked on in disgust
At his once loyal people who he had trust

The darkest of days had no sooner come
Not one hint of light, no sign of sun
Today was the day the evil would be perished
And the land once again would be cherished

At his command a flame struck the ground
A hideous flash, a merciless sound
The evil was dying, but a few to remain
To live in beauty and awe at his domain

Peace was restored to a near hell
The sinners and evil had all fell
He was now wise, over past flaw he had risen
Not all could enter, but only the chosen

The land once again sacred and beheld
Not a trace of the evil it had once felled
But the best of the best may enter his reign
Only the few deemed worthy are welcome in BROON'S BANE