so bootiful...so sad...so dead
The Last Battle of a Dying Angel



Shadows fly across the sky and I am left alone
Lightning flash and thunder crash and then a screaming tone
Metal chime and ties that bind an agony that freeze
The blood that flows from head to toes perfume all the breeze
Something be in front of me and to my sword I fly
Dance of death come short my breath and yet I will not die
Something hurts my sword asserts beliefs that I defend
Tears that glisten someone listen truth’s about to end
Arrows glide solders lied and death’s about to enter
Gods are lost heads are tossed and heros all they falter
Wounds that fester dying gesture parry it away
Turn to dust the armor rust emotions stay at bay
Another brings black feather wings takes the place of death
A battle cry soon I’ll die no chance to catch my breath
A second pain strength be wane a tear slide down my cheek
Strike a blow I’m moving slow my sword begins to leak
Fading quick a tock a tick my strength is lost be weak
I’m the last my friends are past my head’s about to roll
My second win its down to him battle took it’s toll
Slash I’m dead there goes my head I have been a fool
My god my love still up above safe I was his tool
A battle lost at what a cost everything must end
My god was wrong the battle long I thought he was friend
What a waste the war was based on ruling over all
So here I lie all kings will die and all gods will fall



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