Bleeding wounds Drying throat Withering winds Hurting scars Deafening battleground Battling life Standing firm Facing enemies and traitors. The fight's not over It's probably just begun And it's still to be won. You should win it Or fight hard until you end up silent in a pit. What winning means for you Might be something completely new And don't worry if you're among the few.
That’s how times will be. You were no born warrior, but you will have to be one now until death.











