Sunday, August 26, 2012

Battle Ridden

Battle Ridden

Blood soaks the ground
All along the rubble ridden town
Our demons be damned
As brothers we will stand
We march & unfurl our flag
Foes fall, as victors we brag
Cutting threw their line
Blood flows like cheap dry wine
Battle rages, heads do roll
Lives forfiet, the passage toll
Downtrotten, we prevail
The tyrants bend, then fail
Arms unsheathed, sharp & fine
On the bastards soul, we do dine
We bring promise to this land
free and united, we do stand

Jimbo
8-3-2012


mental elf: 2012
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