Battle drums echo in the night,
Two forces clashing in a brutal fight.
Power is rising,blood is dripping,
Destroying each others,shredding and ripping.
The blood covered earth is torn asunder,
The sky is lit up by a thunder.
Sparking sword and flying arrows,
Causing death wherever it goes.
As the rain is starting to fall,
Not a single warrior is standing still tall.
The raging battle is finally over,
The scent of death has returned to it's cover.
Wrote this one a long ago,inspired by many things,most likely the inner fight within my soul.
It was a very stressfull stage of my life,when I've decided to write poems..but that's some old shit,the past doesn't matters now^^
Will post other poems too,if I find the will to write again;)
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