The idea here in this poem is in order to be tough, practice tough actions and being calm in the scariest of situations. It's just one extreme analogy.
In the eternal darkness screams are heard wounds so deep, souls start bleeding fear overpowers with melancholy being his queen wars go on in the streets men with ties break minds hope no longer lives in sight strolling down in town completely calm explosions come nearby still emotionless years of seeing bloodshed turns the mind and soul into steel prepared and never afraid of anything
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