Living on the edge again
Down to the bitter end
I am on a one way ride
to the downward darkened side
On the edge of deliverence
sorry now I take it all back
doesnt make a difference
I'm watching the lights turn to black
I seek no angels.I speak no words
The mercenary is dead to the world
The once herald of the night
he takes his final ride
On a whirwind of fire,fate shall proclaim
that he who shall rise in glory
will only ascend from rage
I am no hero,just the rise and fall of common man
the defeated knight,deprived of his armour
his lifes blood bleeding..and ashes across the land
The memories of hate/I build these walls
deaths chilling wind...carried the final battle call

good write,but a sad story...M.

very though provoking