The warrior on grounds
As soldier in the battle,
walking blooded fields
No time for thinking sorrow
Just hide behind the shield
The shield carries a weapon,
this marks your mighty clan
but the thing you really care for
is killng in the den
hacking with the axe
as you take another life
So when a lady spoils ya
you just kill your wife
Regret is a sore reason
of enemies who flee
the're scared for stronger fighters
hard men like you and me
then you feel a mean sting
and everything gets black
as you take a sword strike
cracks open your back
you don't feel the real pain
cause everything is done
counting on a future
for an evil son
© Patrick Huijgens 1997
