Death

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Life of men so shattered

That flickers when mattered

And wither away, their lives scattered

Into dust never to be gathered


Yet they go against the forces of men at its height

That holler and cry in its might

And pledge their loyalty so bright

To burn their own to ashes in fight


So we stand up and up again

For reasons we want to regain

And stop cries that cause pain

And stop fears that strain


We fight until we can no more

And our feet sore

As we protect our sacred lore

Against violence, bloodshed and gore


Such is the order for all living

We avenge and take revenge till we hear no bells ring

That whisper of death as they sing

And moans and cries of adversaries that sing


Let the fire of the burning soul recede

Into seas of swirling fantasies

So as to not lose one's sanity

Which is to never happen in a world full of lust and passion

That seeks for peace not to find

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