Warrior
The heart of the word crumbles to pieces
Whilst you rise from the debris
Searching on every corner the ephemeral idea of a world at pace
Desecrating the tombs of prophets, wise men and dreamers
In search of an answer to your war cry
There is no answer
The world looks at you, stealth and quite
Expecting your next move
Not knowing that you wait for it to move, live again, to rise up and fight againf for it's life