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A Song of Battle, by Inyahin



Your muscles are weak
So weak and meek
You can't bare to speak
So squeek and peek

You can't run away
Because you are fray
Fall might your sword
and stab you it may

blood how it flows
and colours the snows
red are your feet
as death you must greet

out in the cold
for being so bold
now dispair my friend
your life now must end