Path

Rippling through the air blood-hallowed,
The screams ringing though the night's shadow,
Come forth and try to take from me,
Brethren of my closest insanity,

For I will not crumble before this light,
And your threats don't blur my sight,
I see before me glory, and behind me honour,
While you slink and within yourself cower,

The pain would be an illusion of mine,
And the sword would define my time,
The rumble of thunder, muted by silence,
The edge of reason, promise of violence,

Tomorrow would be an admission of shame,
For today the battle remains the same,
As wave after wave of nameless foes,
Lie cut down on my path of gold,

Where would you hide when the shade is gone,
And among corpses, you walk alone,
But where on this path is your victory,
For all I see is shades of eternity...