ColdBloodedCrow's Clan
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{W E L C O M E }
Welcome, welcome. Welcome all
To a war of wonders, yet to fall.
Pop and snaps of bones on battlefield
The warriors all hold weapons to yield.
They march aware they may die
Knowing this, soldiers march dreadfully on.
They stand to fight to regain peace and freedom.
In this havoc, they try their best to live on
Without thinking they have their motives wrong
They are mighty, they are strong
Though they always think over their own choices
What have I done to be righteous killing another?
Oh why bother,
Why a war?
While every roar on the plains
They were not ignored
All of the cries from the innocent.
Not a soul shall sing glee
For this is a tragedy
They all fight, for their rights.
They all sing
Tales of liberty
War is such a tragic and horrid thing
Is it not?
{ T e n y a 's P o e m }
One whose blood is spilled on is cursed,
All to whom who have and will kill carry a fearsome weight,
Do not hesitate,
For your biggest fear is yourself,
Death, misfortune, all be carried.
For it is your fate.
{ T e n s e i 's P o e m }
I used to be a hero
Now I'm just a zero
What ever happened to all the light?
When did it ever become night?
Vil-ain-ous intentions mixed with good has taken over my truths
Why am I searching,
What am I saerching for?
I don't know, I don't know
A n y m o r e.
Another keyhole, without the missing pieces to get in
The key is missing without a clue
Nothing, nothin' to do.
A tragedy, a tragedy!
A horror show.
What am I to know.
{ V i r u s 's P o e m }
Queen Of First Fight
Not just for right
One's blood may be spilled
Every thing turning and spinning like a wheel
All get out of control
Whether fight for just, or fight for blood
May it be spilled
On the cold ground where they shall be too,
O n e d a y. . .
As must all.
Welcome, welcome. Welcome all
To a war of wonders, yet to fall.
Pop and snaps of bones on battlefield
The warriors all hold weapons to yield.
They march aware they may die
Knowing this, soldiers march dreadfully on.
They stand to fight to regain peace and freedom.
In this havoc, they try their best to live on
Without thinking they have their motives wrong
They are mighty, they are strong
Though they always think over their own choices
What have I done to be righteous killing another?
Oh why bother,
Why a war?
While every roar on the plains
They were not ignored
All of the cries from the innocent.
Not a soul shall sing glee
For this is a tragedy
They all fight, for their rights.
They all sing
Tales of liberty
War is such a tragic and horrid thing
Is it not?
{ T e n y a 's P o e m }
One whose blood is spilled on is cursed,
All to whom who have and will kill carry a fearsome weight,
Do not hesitate,
For your biggest fear is yourself,
Death, misfortune, all be carried.
For it is your fate.
{ T e n s e i 's P o e m }
I used to be a hero
Now I'm just a zero
What ever happened to all the light?
When did it ever become night?
Vil-ain-ous intentions mixed with good has taken over my truths
Why am I searching,
What am I saerching for?
I don't know, I don't know
A n y m o r e.
Another keyhole, without the missing pieces to get in
The key is missing without a clue
Nothing, nothin' to do.
A tragedy, a tragedy!
A horror show.
What am I to know.
{ V i r u s 's P o e m }
Queen Of First Fight
Not just for right
One's blood may be spilled
Every thing turning and spinning like a wheel
All get out of control
Whether fight for just, or fight for blood
May it be spilled
On the cold ground where they shall be too,
O n e d a y. . .
As must all.
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