Memories Of War

February 16, 2005

When the light leads the lords

To battles of broken breath,

And the warriors wield weapons

To delicately deal death,

The sword is a spirit

Bringing songs of glory.

The shield is a star

Bringing memories of war.

Sing, oh blades

Of the lands you have seen.

Be brilliant, oh shields

In the light from yesteryear.

And remember the once run rivers

Of time’s told tales

When you were once worn

And never knew the nail or the knot.


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