So I once rode
with sword and shield
the path of my fate
destiny
upwards the rock of eternity
with a countenance
stiff from pain
the summit seems far
yet is it
no severe ride
The weaker I get, the louder my end´s
shouts grow
The brave nag trotting
leads me
of this life, but
where then to?
The blood we let, makes our path
divine
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