Obelisk of black, shades in all directions;
death's become a knack, creatures void affection.
Blood is all about, with battle raging on;
soldiers absent doubt, will never be withdrawn.
Glory still fleeting, tales were never told;
pointlessly repeating the wars of new and old.
Dec 3, 2010
Dec 3, 2010 at 7:46 PM UTC
Obelisk of black, shades in all directions;
death's become a knack, creatures void affection.
Blood is all about, with battle raging on;
soldiers absent doubt, will never be withdrawn.
Glory still fleeting, tales were never told;
pointlessly repeating the wars of new and old.