As I March into the battle I can hear the blissful sound of the rain drops washing away the sins of the heavens that call me them now I see blood falling from eyes as it cascades into soul the soul that I have lost I push on to the glory that I came to seek this day as I fall to ground reaching for my brothers arm I am tossed aside by man to be greeted by deceiver who wears the clothes of man to grasp at last the fate for even the common man many days after I can see the again as I watch it wash away the tears from those could not save