How many more battles must be fought? How much more blood to shed? How many lessons must be taught? Who will be left to bury the dead?
Barrer of the red cross sheld. The one who fights for the christain truth. Have you grown tired of the battle field? Or are you still in the confession booth?
Torn pieces of flesh mark the way to victory.In chains the enemy take your companions away. Is there anything left for me? Or shall defeat find us this day?
With sword in hand the battle rages. Shimmering blood to coat the ground. Will we be remembered in history's pages? Or will no a trace of our existance be found.
Outside the battle rages into the morning light. Countless bodies litter the battle field. Yet we made it through the night. Should we struggle on or with white flag yield?
Closing my eyes the decision made. Be it right or be it wrong. Now time to draw my blade. This battle shall not be long. The battle rages....on
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