War cries gone askew
Bleeding every where
Even over this pretty green hue
for a time
in a rhyme
i'll love you
Left untold
Hurry their coming
Bearing your finest sword
Maybe a lord's prayer
in a time
my heart's blue
for a you
The tilt of their neck
The roar of their power
Their after your shower of
Blood to rain on their tower
cries, don't go
plea's left to
the dying ear
i'll love you
Riped and shredded
It's a wonder it's called
Only just a War
More like a slaughter
For the fun it brings
To the one pulling the strings
Their coming
Lets go and hide
Oh so far away
just please don't leave me
The crunch of the silver
As it plunders for a you
And as the horse's
Feet a pitter and patter
To conquer more
this sorrowful crimson
is all that is left
As her tears
Are the loudest horror
He couldn't hear that
She went to
@ shannonmarie
