Sounds of a Battle Cry

Grab a blade 

For the time is now.

Impulsively will we charge into battle

With the sounds of  screams  

Uplifting our morale. 

At an instant this path becomes

A matter of life and death,

And to those that hesitate they will die.

Remember,

God's reckoning is the only mercy here. 

For the only thing our weapons carry

Is a hell bound fury.

And the only gift that you can give 

To those that stand in your way of your path

Is a murders intent and pool of his own blood.

So, Lets let our aura 

Glow with the will of our fighting spirits, 

And smile;

For this is the day 

We may meet our own death.

     ~ Tony Paradise's Poet ~

Death may claim my body, but my soul lives forever.