Dreamscape
Enhanted arrows fly arduously
Raining from snow-capped mountains
Upon gory and blood glistening tundra
The war ravages the cold north
Where hearts far more frigid
Do battle with the inhumanity within
Out here in the cold purity is lost
Men become boys longing for home
Where for their sins they'll never atone
The moon watches overheard
A silver specter in ghastly silence
Casting a callous pallor over all
Simply to watch men crumble and die
Their spirits loosed to the ether
Even after the battle has ended
The wind whispers softly
Sending the scent of blood south
Where nobles gnaw on the bones of the dead
Lining their pockets with the coin of the subservient
This world was planned, this world was damned
Battle after battle we're torn asunder
As the sky clashes with lightning and thunder
The king issues a mortal blunder
Remember the solace of that glistening battlefield
The ghostly call of the recently departed
This was for a man who calls himself king
Sitting on a throne of blood and toil
The few gain while the many suffer
All for this dreamscape
That was never reality
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2016
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