Battlefield
Armies gather on the field
Once where trees and flowers lived
Many assembled here today
Ready to release their lives away
Breeze is blowing through the ranks
Death is waiting for their mistakes
Many things could be re done
But the battle has begun
Men are charging forward fearing
Not to make until the clearing
Between the snowy mountains where
Ancient angel screams beware
Blood is spilling on the grass
Such a beauty filled this pass
Green and red, those are the colors
Where so many lost their brothers
Finally the end has come
Where humanity is undone
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