Many had fallen but few have risen
Deep in the hearts of men spears glisten
The battle field
Where you are only as strong as your will
With hate this thick: many had fallen short of reason
Could it be for glory or be it for freedom?
For as many we were, we all scourged for one diadem
Pride blind our eye sight vile in our strife
Your blood my knife your fall my rise
Admist all this mayhem no one knows if it may end
Survival of the fittest? No, triumph for the sleekest
Even the meanest got slain leaving no clues for the weak ends
Alas! We were three one throne one king
None relenting till life flows only through one being
With no soul to reign on the crown becomes null
All in all we had bled for nothing
Dec 2, 2017
Dec 2, 2017 at 6:08 AM UTC
Many had fallen but few have risen
Deep in the hearts of men spears glisten
The battle field
Where you are only as strong as your will
With hate this thick: many had fallen short of reason
Could it be for glory or be it for freedom?
For as many we were, we all scourged for one diadem
Pride blind our eye sight vile in our strife
Your blood my knife your fall my rise
Admist all this mayhem no one knows if it may end
Survival of the fittest? No, triumph for the sleekest
Even the meanest got slain leaving no clues for the weak ends
Alas! We were three one throne one king
None relenting till life flows only through one being
With no soul to reign on the crown becomes null
All in all we had bled for nothing
Seyi king 30-05-10
