Warriors
A battle cry so sharp in the brisk morning air
An explosion in the hearts of the soldiers there
Blood so hot in the spirit of life and rage of war
Burned the call of bravery in this days score
Against death and pain, against fear and all odds
They were there with the presence of fighting gods
Charging the impossible, charging the mighty walls
Never stopping to look back until the enemy falls
Copyright © Slight Buckling | Year Posted 2009
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