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I am lifeless,
 coldest of the coldest 
Sculptures of stone  .
An alter lies barren
With my name 
No hymns are sung 
No flowers adorn
my halls.
Where once you came 
And prayed
Asked me for joy 
Love,  victory .
Great conqueror 
Hero of war, you
Came with faith
Washed my feet 
Ever so gently 
And you prayed 
And I gave, wholeheartedly. 
Only here, with your head bowed low I have seen you weep. 
I blessed your battle axe 
I let your tears wash away the blood in your hands graciously. 
And ever so softly you said your prayers
 with my name .
I was the god of war
And you were the hero,
King, mighty warrior, 
But I was the only one 
Who saw you at your weakest. 
When you cried with your head at my feet I felt your pain. 
Truly devoted , you were of faith
But I was the devoted.
Only in your presence was my temple holy
Only in your prayers I learned what faith was. 
I wished I could melt,
Stoop down and pray,
 cry with you. 
Wished to hold you close to my heart of stone.
You went to war 
And in some foreign land you fell. 
I couldn't protect you there , you were too far away. 
And they came for me.
I was never so helpless and alone,
Never so broken .
They stripped me off the gold you had me wear,
Of all the beautiful decorations they stripped  me naked.
Left me alone, twisted and broken.
I your deity no longer devine, fell.
O king,
Now you are a flower in some strange land
I am dust,
Lifeless and Grey.
Say one of your prayers son. 
Pray to the winds
Perhaps she will take me along and Spread me over your body

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