Battlefield Dust
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Now that all the bridges burn And the words of truth are spoken Slowly heads of thousands turn To hear the tale of promise broken Rest in glory ruined past Letters vanished are my tokens Of beauty striving never rest Eyes astray in final motion Chords of chaos slowly fill Fields of battles long forgotten Rusty wings disturb the steel And flesh of heroes lost and rotten Songs of brave and coward deeds Awaken echoes of their voices Some died with pride and honor filled Some rot in dust of shamefull choices... Dust fills the sky as we fight, Blood stains the field as we die... Our promises broken - we cry... All but eternity dies...