Everything falls apart
everyone you know everything you feel
just wash it away
like blood from your face
stinging your eyes looking up hear comes a mace

Only one word comes to mind
like a strangling touch
so near the darkest thought ringing out so clear
we fight for the way we live
for what we believe in
each devoted in there own right
pride high
but slowly they die
there moral wavery there leader falling apart
It has always been destruction from the start
a spark of hate towards anothers ways
gives way to hours and days of fights
Eternally night one day ahs our destruction might be on its way

Forever condemmed to a past so tainted by blood and lies
giving a moment to think
but its to late the blade falls
heads roll to the ground
blood sweat and hate formed at a late decision for war
ones mind twisted by lifes contorted lies
spreads himself to thin and denies everything
he could be
only breaking down in a place where it only matters
to no one as we all die but still
an endless waltz we strive to better our pointless lives
only to be crushed
give in to be forgived or grab your blade and join the bloodshed

Swirling like a mist some kinda crimson fog descending from the heaven
maybe by the gods warriors lie shattered and broken apart
where did this all start?
who remembers morals shall stay high with pride left in our heart
always falling into these lies
cackling visages of rage
nightmares suspended in a cage
nothing may be left to save
so give it all ye got ahn watch them fall

Enjoy ahn may your paths decay....

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Artificium, in the year 454 AD.