Blow by blow
you were the best,
old enemy of mine.
Lightening crashed.
mountains turned to
dust --
we thundered across
vast plains.
Armor battered,
sword and hammer
frought,
and still you fought.
The Gods had
their way with us,
you know --
calling for that
more than mortal
combat.
Blow by blow
you were the best,
old enemy of mine.
Jun 14, 2011
Jun 14, 2011 at 10:49 AM UTC
Blow by blow
you were the best,
old enemy of mine.
Lightening crashed.
mountains turned to
dust --
we thundered across
vast plains.
Armor battered,
sword and hammer
frought,
and still you fought.
The Gods had
their way with us,
you know --
calling for that
more than mortal
combat.
Blow by blow
you were the best,
old enemy of mine.