DeadReligion
01-03-2008, 09:20 PM
The Fires Of Chimera
The sun comes up again and I am still awake.
Looking upon the makings of another day.
Clashing blades spin widdershins against the burning sun.
A bittersweet rebellion rages
Outside.
Sure to fade and die,
Like all others.
I go outside brandishing my
Sword.
I go out with the knowledge
I will die.
The moon comes up and it subtly lights the
Footprints encased in bloody mud on the battleground.
Waiting, my back is against a tree.
When the men with guns
Come
We are sure to die
Like all the others
I go outside my cover brandishing my
Sword.
I go out with the knowledge
I will die.
I am another unknown soldier whose embers
Burn forever like the Fires Of Chimera
On the funeral pyre of rebellion.
I am sure the Field of Mars will miss me.
But I will only miss the freedom for which
I fought. I’m another victim of a delusory vision.
The sun comes up again and I am still awake.
Looking upon the makings of another day.
Clashing blades spin widdershins against the burning sun.
A bittersweet rebellion rages
Outside.
Sure to fade and die,
Like all others.
I go outside brandishing my
Sword.
I go out with the knowledge
I will die.
The moon comes up and it subtly lights the
Footprints encased in bloody mud on the battleground.
Waiting, my back is against a tree.
When the men with guns
Come
We are sure to die
Like all the others
I go outside my cover brandishing my
Sword.
I go out with the knowledge
I will die.
I am another unknown soldier whose embers
Burn forever like the Fires Of Chimera
On the funeral pyre of rebellion.
I am sure the Field of Mars will miss me.
But I will only miss the freedom for which
I fought. I’m another victim of a delusory vision.