Warriors Call

A heart that no longer beats
Beats to the sound of your drums
A song that is no longer sung
Sung to the sound of your horn
A smile to be had upon warm summers night
A dance to carry flight of one thousand birds.
This soldier shall he march no more
This knight, his day has come.

He stood so tall at lines in front
His chest pushed out his armor shined to sparkling
His brother up held the banner high
Swaying in misty breeze of morn
The shouts were cast the call of war
And a thundering so mighty as a whip gone crack
Came coursing through the dew to them

A thousand men of opposite force came down upon them then
A thousand soldiers clad in black
A thousand warriors cold
The clashing of the swords were mighty
The song of steal and blood
And down they went those brothers bold
And to Hades hand they went
Screaming to Ares as they reached forth
To be let to rejoin the fight

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