The Battle
The midnight breeze swayed in the distance
The smell of blood grew stronger
The battle staged on
And I audience to this deathly act
The puppets falling before my eyes
The bodies lay on this piece of blood soaked earth
The cries of pain the firing of guns echoed though the night
And when the morning sun rose many gone many injured but nothing undone
The smell of blood grew stronger
The battle staged on
And I audience to this deathly act
The puppets falling before my eyes
The bodies lay on this piece of blood soaked earth
The cries of pain the firing of guns echoed though the night
And when the morning sun rose many gone many injured but nothing undone