Look in the warriors-eyes see the storm-in-the-skies…
It’s a sign of war-in-disguise a message is sent to warn-all-the-tribes…
This battle will deform-all-that’s-right as legends are born-on-this-night…
Watch as the worlds corners-collide no escape cornered-each-side…
He draws his sword and forces-the-march the same order that’s distorted-the-past
Face-to-face watch faith and grace-erased in this place…
CHARGE!!!!! The soldiers grip-their-shields as they rip-the-field…
As they all know they’re equipped-with-skill these poor conscripted-imbeciles…
Men fall-to-the-ground people frozen shocked stall-to-the-sound…
Peoples fathers, sons, uncles, all-in-the-crowd…
Screams of agony screams for help even the toughest are all screamin-out…
FALL BACK ! FALL BACK ! FALL BACK !
NO!!!! the warrior put his hands-up and stands-tough…
Tells all his troops to man-up as he draws his sword and bellows a morbid-roar…
Which forges-force and the warrior calls-his-horse…
They attack-the-battle-field decapitate a man-without-a-shield…
He turns lives-to-corpses as he combines-his-forces…
As more and more men climb-their-horses and divide-the-offence…
See the look of sheer-determination as one man steers-extermination…
A blur, all-things except sword-swings that deform-limbs…
Blood spits-in-his-face as he rips-in-and-aims as his victims-are-maimed…
As he creates slits-in-their-brain the sh*ts-inhumane…
He stops-for-breath alone he’s toppled-death to carry on the stories colossal- depth
You can see the emptiness-in-his-face because of the war he’s attempted-to-embrace…
He looks at the aftermath-of-war a site he cant-help-but-adore…
He sees his comrades who have fallen and the wounded who are calling,
A warriors tale this is the story of a warriors passion for peace, war and glory.
