Destruction lays all around,
And my resolve is wearing thin.
The harbinger of death taunts me,
Into a fight I cannot win.
My body's weak and foundering,
And my mind's not thinking clear.
As if a marble statue,
I'm frozen stiff with fear.
Forced onto the battlefield,
Cast amongst the tides of war.
As they throw down the gauntlet,
I feel dread down to my core.
Terror...
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