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War

To fight or not to fight? The arrows scream past your walls and traps Your men rush to the fore You action a march as you look upon the kingdom maps This is war, a fiery frenzy Every second you think, is a second lost Every reflex decision on experience, is a victory You decide the untold cost Yet again you start a rally with two family guilds you trust You have the opponents scout and know the first rally will not succeed You march steadily on anyway, as a death at war is a victory Rally one is a loss, rally two is a loss - you are bent hands and knees You know the end is in sight though, you dont succumb to self doubt You start the final rally needed for the magnificent zero Your guildmates are weary, yes, but you press boldly on A cacophony of laughter in guild abounds as your rally hits - you are now a hero The question is never to fight or not to fight The question is - when do we stop? Dare we say never ever Dont be the soar loser or worse, a wet spongy mop This is furious war - every second of every hour You have entered an alternate dimension demanding your attention You leave, you lose your legacy and honour You stay, you win in measures outside of your comprehension The family you can always depend on The love of the game and friends you have never met The beautiful glory - the thrill in the rally, the attack or the dense The war that rages on no matter where you are lest you ever forget There is a saying among honourable men Amongst those that have seen death and beat it out It may be hard to recount unless you have fought as a Knight Not unless you have pierced the veil seeking the light about It is as follows: 'You have been weighed, you have been measured and you have been found wanting' - A Knight's Tale To the Goddess that heals, we pray never to be found wanting At Her altars we sacrifice those that we have captured and have been We keep our oath to rise above in every battle Arrows, fists and horses impale while walls are bombarded by flying aramament unseen Victorious through the ashes we will be, not only martyrs but majestic in the execution of war!

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