Sword
The sun flashes, light wanes
As bitter tears fall like rain
The blood from fallen like a stain
As kings cry out for glory in vain
The war is fought for good or ill
As bodies lie with voices still
An epic clash of steel and will
For barren land that’s cold and chill
Why do we fight through the battles and war
Throughout history in tales and lore
We forget what it’s all for
The land is stained with blood and gore
They fought for glory, honor, might
They fought through day and into night
They fought because they knew it’s right
They fought so we could live in light
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