The warrior sits and calmly watchs as the mist creeps down the hill
Darkness falls on the valley floor and everything is still
His mind's transfixed on what's to come in the ever nearing dawn
He takes control of his mortal soul as he prepares himself for war
The sunlight cracks a new day's dawn as it filters through the trees
The sounds of distand enemies ride gently on the breeze
The warrior stands his sword in hand as the fre burns in his eyes
Into the face of death he leads his men and in glory he shall rise
Battlefields of yesterday forgotten and ignored
Fields of green once muddy graves of long forgotten wars
Time has healed the battle scars and the blood has soaked away
But the spirit of the warrior remains
The sunlight lit the battlefield as steel ripped into the flesh
The stench that filled the musky air, the distinctive smell of death
The warriors overcame their foe and in victory they stand
We remember those who gave their lives to bring freedom to our land
Darkness falls on the valley floor and everything is still
His mind's transfixed on what's to come in the ever nearing dawn
He takes control of his mortal soul as he prepares himself for war
The sunlight cracks a new day's dawn as it filters through the trees
The sounds of distand enemies ride gently on the breeze
The warrior stands his sword in hand as the fre burns in his eyes
Into the face of death he leads his men and in glory he shall rise
Battlefields of yesterday forgotten and ignored
Fields of green once muddy graves of long forgotten wars
Time has healed the battle scars and the blood has soaked away
But the spirit of the warrior remains
The sunlight lit the battlefield as steel ripped into the flesh
The stench that filled the musky air, the distinctive smell of death
The warriors overcame their foe and in victory they stand
We remember those who gave their lives to bring freedom to our land
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