Battle Cries

When battle calls I rise to stand with sword of truth in steady hand through storms  and fire I do not bend for fear and doubt I shall transcend the path is harsh the night is long but in my chest my heart beats strong for every wound I wear with pride no pain shall break the strength inside a warriors soul is never still forged by fire shaped by will with every fall I rise a new a lesson learned a clearer view so heed the storm the mountains climb for strength is earned not given with time and though the world may strike and tear and warrior stands prepared to bear. Tonight is the night where I say goodbye and sacrifice my life to give peace to my kin. They will remember the man I was vs the man I became. Forever in the stars raining the tears for growth shall I prevail.

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