The Battle
Waiting and hiding in the dead of the night,
Bow strings taut and breathing steady
Swords resting out of their sheaths
The rebels waits for the enemy to arrive
The enemy troops come walking
Unknowingly to their death
The rebels are desperate
for the nightmare fights to cease
So they rise from the bushes
And they jump from the trees
They're not taking prisoners tonight
The leader strikes first
initiating the battle
The others follow quickly
eager for the bloodshed
They fight like animals,
both sides
There is no mercy
No chivalry
Morals are long abandoned
The rebel leader goes for
the enemy in control
They begin the dangerous
fight to the death
Circling one another with
their shining sharp swords
Both know the end result
The enemy will die
and his troops will be slaughtered
brutally and cruelly
Just as the enemy had done to the
wives and children of the rebels.
Bow strings taut and breathing steady
Swords resting out of their sheaths
The rebels waits for the enemy to arrive
The enemy troops come walking
Unknowingly to their death
The rebels are desperate
for the nightmare fights to cease
So they rise from the bushes
And they jump from the trees
They're not taking prisoners tonight
The leader strikes first
initiating the battle
The others follow quickly
eager for the bloodshed
They fight like animals,
both sides
There is no mercy
No chivalry
Morals are long abandoned
The rebel leader goes for
the enemy in control
They begin the dangerous
fight to the death
Circling one another with
their shining sharp swords
Both know the end result
The enemy will die
and his troops will be slaughtered
brutally and cruelly
Just as the enemy had done to the
wives and children of the rebels.