FLASH OF THE
BLADE
As a young boy
chasing dragons with your wooden sword so mighty,
You're St.
George or you're David and you always killed the beast.
Times change
very quickly,
and you had
to grow up early,
A house in
smoking ruins and the bodies at your feet.
You'll die as
you lived
In a flash
of the blade,
In a corner
forgotten by no one.
YOu llived
for the touch
For the feel
of the steel
One man, and
his honour.
The smell of
resined leather
The steely
iron mask
As you cut
and thrust and parried at the fencing master's call.
He taught you
all he knew
To fear no
mortal man
and now you'll
wreak your vengeance in the
Screams of
evil men.
You'll die as
you lived
In a flash
of the blade,
In a corner
forgotten by no one.
YOu llived
for the touch
For the feel
of the steel
One man, and
his honour.
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