As the day draws to an end
The slow steady beat of my heart is all that remains.
The hundreds upon thousands crawl and slither out of their holes and ditches.
I alone will die here fighting for what I know is right.
They stand as if waiting for me to approach.
They taunt me.
They spit at my feet.
I stand firm...
They curse.
They boast of victory.
But i stand firm knowing the battle is already won.
I start to run.
I am without fear.
They charge and I scream with all my might...
Let my blade kiss you to sleep.
They are cut down.
They run for safety.
My battle sword runs true with the filthy blood.
And still I scream with all of my might...
Let my blade kiss you to sleep.
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