Saturday, May 19, 2012

Meaningless Blessed Suicide



This is my battle
My own inner battle
Where I know I cannot survive
But firmly I stand with weapon high
Fire in my eyes
No mercy
No tears
No fear
Sound of thunder of my sword and shield
Why do we go through those battles?
I cannot answer
And I will not
This is my battle
Where I will die
But I will fight it all through
Their arrows shower the skies with flames
Replacing the stars
I gaze at this mesmerizing view
Can there be anything more beautiful than this?
They come down at me
Here I will die
When my hand loses strength
When my eyes will roll
When this meaningless human fight fades away

But look into my eyes
If you see them in the battlefield
Know … that you’re dead

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