Sunday, May 31, 2015

when the truth hit home



The empire is in shambles
The generals can't seem to agree
On the battle field they ride in
They don't see a soul

They turn around
Is this a joke?
Where are our enemies?”
The king says “Don't you see?”

The generals scout with their eyes
In their minds they don't see a thing
My king there is just an open field
We don't need to fight at all”

You are fools
All of you
They are coming
And you don't see?”

Open your eyes
Listen with your ears
Don't you hear the battle cry?
They are asking for our heads!”

But my king...”
The arrows hit the generals
They fall off from their horses
And the ground they don't see a soul”

Is this a joke?”
The blood flow to the ground
The red colour paint wide
I told you, guys”


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