Warriors Tale

by Rattlehead   Apr 10, 2007


I wield the sword
For my king and country
Struck down by the blade
My own blood I shall taste
Forgotten on the battle field
An expendable asset I am
Scared on the body and soul
I regret the blade not killing me
For no one likes me now
I speak a warrior's tale
But no one listens

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