A Stained soul
Endless moments of Pain Painting My Soul in Red and Brown
He endures the worst yet he never keeps a frown.
Ownward he pushes until he finds a solution to the end
of this massive black energy that wishes for at his knees he suould bend.
Rising his sword of strength from within his powerfully beating heart..
this true warrior that battles the darkness from within and all around him
Stabs the force in it's cold beating heart.
As this "moment" of pain's entity dies
Another rises.
He keeps one eye open as he sleeps
and battles still...
Until his victory song is song and the voices shout out in powerful cries.