War
Rain of fire falls from
Deathly skys, a child sits and cries;
For mothers lies.
The crashing stomps of a
Demon hord, shatter the
Dreams of the forsaken
Scorned.
The shards of their love lay broken
In the dirt, where the fruits of
Hope are watered by their
tears.
They long for the light
Of the rising sun, but a
Frozen waste is all
But their fate.
Their sorrow weighs on them
Like a hevy burden, weighing
Them down, from their
Journey of survival.
Gone are laughs and gone
Are lies, for the truth burns
Before their eyes.
Deathly skys, a child sits and cries;
For mothers lies.
The crashing stomps of a
Demon hord, shatter the
Dreams of the forsaken
Scorned.
The shards of their love lay broken
In the dirt, where the fruits of
Hope are watered by their
tears.
They long for the light
Of the rising sun, but a
Frozen waste is all
But their fate.
Their sorrow weighs on them
Like a hevy burden, weighing
Them down, from their
Journey of survival.
Gone are laughs and gone
Are lies, for the truth burns
Before their eyes.
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