THOUGHTS OF CONQUERORS

#Thoughts of Conquerors


                                      

Be it what kills
Be it what eats
Be it what drowns
Be it what dies
May they be lost in the ocean of Darkness

Whatever drove Joy
Whatever caused Pain
Whatever flinched Courage
Whatever forces they maybe
Let them be lost at the beach of Sadness shore

That we have lived in the shores of Sadness
That we have wrecked our saviours ship
That we have hailed the devil's taunts
Lest we be alive to tell the tale

We may have seen the darkest path
We may have spurn an evil thought
We may have opened our hearts rage
We may have forged the coldest amour
For we be calm and live aloft

Fear we might bypass heavens alley
Fear we might scratch a friends sore
Fear we might be cloak of righteousness
Fear we be dead in wretchedness
But me no but;we shall evolve a complete Man

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