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Tyrant624 — War Ballad
Published: 2021-02-18 18:47:50 +0000 UTC; Views: 175; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 0
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Dance to the beat of a thousand steps,Marching five by five,
The dust of the ground,
whirls around like the winds of a coming storm,
In there breath lingers the stench of death ,
As their hands are stained in blood.
Misery and Barbarity are the medals they proudly wear,
Polished to an unearthly shine,
Their bodies serve their masters will,
But their wounded and weary souls do always cry,
To break from their earthly vessels to reach the sky,
And await a sign,
as those same earthly vessels line their shores in Boxes of oak and pine.
