

They Cry RallyThe lines of battle twist and turn, abruptly they cross in the winter's mirth The bombards and mortars blast through the brush like the fires of hell And I sit in the trenches not thinking of the war, but wishing you well My livery is battered, and soaked with blood, and I wish it were the enemies But it's my own, or those who have died as I held them at my breast We nearly broke off the engagement in the first couple of hours but my dearly friend Seamus O'Mally, stood up upon the redoubts and in his wake they all cry rally!They Cry Rally
I think of you, every moment I'm in the pitch My dear swee


The Eagle StandardHe mutters something inconsulably the ravages of war A dead man's honour stripped from his naked skin They come here every day to pay what respect remains For they all died valiantly, but the crows care not What dried flesh remains picked clean in the morning haze The Eagle Standard the Price of life, that which we cannot obtainThe Eagle Standard
Thirty men died standing on that very hill, he points It was such a shame, for at days end, the black cloaks took what remained But the world continues, and nobody really cares to know their names Mattheus the centurion, a good friend of mine, spilled blood


The Winter of DiscontentDarcy, the Destroyer, the great betrayer You are one with the sword, the great white slayer Many have fallen, some have died You have killed just because someone told you a lie Though you are great and strong and rule by fear You are ill equipped, to face me, with your rusty gearThe Winter of Discontent
The Winter of Discontent is upon us all But I assure you by this coming spring you shall fall I pack a 45. magnum with jacketed hollow points loaded You carry a sword that looks slightly eroded But please fret none your little head after I kill you, I'll throw you in a fire, just make sure your


HeartbreakOnce your heart has been broken there is no getting out. Torture is evergoing you only want to shout.Heartbreak
You bleed inside you will never have relief.
You lose all of your beliefs.
Every memory cuts into your soul like a blade.
You can never be saved.
It hurts so much you don't want to breathe. The pain never leaves.
If you only had one more chance.....but it's gone.
You've been tortured so long.
The only relief you can recieve is to be with him again.
He is the only one who can save you from your pain and sin.
The Phoenix
O________O I MISS LOOKING AT YOU FUNNY.
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"I upon the woes of humbled guests am diefied"
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