The Battle

January 27 2009

The Battle

The sun is set
The drums are heard
Above the cries of dying
The frightened calls of bird

My walls are up
My armor strong
My mind is set
The night is long

I wait in darkness
Untouched by rain
The rage inside
Where once was pain

No sign of life
My sword is drawn
I will survive
To the break of dawn

I am ready for battle
The thrill of revenge
With flesh and sword contact
My lost sanity I will avenge

Come to me, I close my eyes
Let me stain the ground
With all your treason, all your lies
You won’t have time to make a sound

You all are mine
Caught in my grasp
I am no longer running
From you , my past