Brave, strong, ready The warriors march on to battle Swords are drawn Cruel axes shine in the light of the sun Brave, strong, ready The warriors march on to battle The shouts ring loud "Victory is ours!" The warriors march on to battle Brave, strong, ready The warriors have found their battle Arms clash, blood flows, Chaos reigns Time stands still The warriors have found their battle Brave, strong, savage The warriors fight thier battle Brothers kill, brothers fall, brothers die The tide has turned The warriors fight thier battle Brave, strong, dead The warriors have lost their battle Their bodies are broken, their blood soaks the earth And no one knows what is to be When the warriors march on to battle
Happiness came to me once And it was like a dream Not a dream come true But like those that live inside my head The ground was soft beneath my feet And the sun shined with the light of my eyes But now the dream is over; The young man with old eyes has awakened And now I sit in my soft room with the white walls Waiting... waiting... waiting.... I beat the sky with my fists Until it falls down around my ears Demanding that I be given back What once was mine I scream into the vast expanse of the heavens In longing for its return It doesn't come It never does But the day is nearly over And night is coming soon The dreamer cannot dream Just sits and waits for night to come A man came with a package today But it wasn't for me.
This Is The Day The Lord Has Made
This day a new war begins This day a new destruction is designed This day a new hatred burns in young eyes This is the day the Lord has made This day a child is born to Death This day a woman's security is stolen This day another life is wasted I will rejoice This day a family is broken This day health falters This day brings another end I will be glad in it Blessed be the name of the Lord
With your Shield...
It is a gorgeous day. The best we've had in years. I never knew the sky got that blue. I swear, I could just sit here all day and watch the clouds roll by, watch the birds fly in. Can't stop now, though. Got to keep going. Today was to be victory day; no more invasions, no more fighting. Damn my leg hurts. Only twenty more miles and I'm home. I wish my brother was here; he'd make me laugh. The birds sure are flocking. Barely see the ground; just a big black blanket. I'm tired. Keep going, one step at a time. This crutch is no good. Stupid trees. Stupid birds. Stupid war. I just want to go home. I miss my mom. Damn my leg hurts. How high is this hill anyway? Twenty more miles. That's not so far. Of course, I didn't need this stupid stick when I made the trip out here. Man, my shirt is red. Was it always this red? Doesn't matter, one step at a time. I'm tired. Am I the only person on this road? There were so many of us coming down here. But then, they came at us like a summer storm. No more storms today, though. Today is beautiful. Just me, the sky, and the birds. Hello Mr. Bird. You want to fly me home? No? Guess it's up to me then. I'm so tired. Maybe if I just sat down for a little while. Much better. Damn my leg hurts. Bone sure does look funny. I need to keep going. Maybe after I watch the clouds roll in. I sure do like clouds. I never knew the sky could be so...blue..........
In the darkness I hear her sing A tune with soft and simple ring To calm and soothe so thoroughly And bring peace to the beast in me It entices dearly to surrender To forget and ne'er remember My mind bestrewn with fetid mires Stony walls and twisting spires She sings of sleep and peaceful dreams A midnight world of blacks and creams Where Man is true and at his best And haunted souls at last find rest I hear the soft sweet song of love That divine anthem from above Which makes my trials my fears, my pain Seem like tears in a summer rain