Tuesday, May 6, 2008

The last stand

As blood runs through my veins
And these lungs draw breath
This bleeding heart shall pump courage
And drive forward this mortal frame
Feel no hunger, feel no pain
Know only the thirst
The urge to taste once more
Sweet nectar form mortality’s chalice
Quench this parched throat
Stare death straight in the eye!
Breath in the scent of oblivion
As its gaping jaws start to fall
Stagger not! falter not!
Bury these heels deeper in this ground
For you’ve yet to fall
The earth is not yet your cradle
Though shadows loom overhead
Darkness can never consume
This dim flicker
A spark that shall not quell, defiance!
So let blood be drawn from my hide
And flesh be torn from my side
For this sword shall draw the same
Upon this plain shall a sea of crimson stain
Grit your teeth and stand your ground
Listen to your heartbeat pound
Forsake all hope now
Let each next moment echo
And fade into the silence of time
--graydarksoul--