DUNGEONS OF WAR ©G. Whitman (BMI)
I have seen the faces of eyes that have turned to walk away,
a trembling hand upon the hilt
the skies of blue turn to a dismal grey
Many feet in a foreign land
many banners raised
This I’ve seen, & shall see again, unless the faults of mankind are erased!
Away from the Dungeons (of War) where the fire falls like rain!
And how many lives are spent in a mask of flaming pain?
In need of a reason they shall stain the sinner’s sword
With futile hopes of gaining a crown as the ‘just’ reward
Tears are shed over brothers lost
half a man never feels the same
The hands still clean of the men behind the scenes
of satan’s games
I have seen the faces of those who’ll never really walk away
Empty Stares, a bleeding heart, & vengeance stored ‘till the final day
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