Who stands to lose? My mother?
Once upon a time on earth!!
The painted armies of Cats
And the hordes of painted Dogs
Met in a Battlefield strewn with barley
Armor weighted Armor
upon that burdend earth mother
Until the field was flowing red
with her own blood.
Fathers torched pyres
as young as their sons.
As anger drew god to our pointless squabbles,
So they could test our folly
With an eon of disease and destruction..
Though when men saw truth
of his menace Unreal
They scrambled and panicked for their own survival...
Old Gods lost some color, a bit those days.
Lost was the shade
of the days of dark.
Crimsoned hard in all
the blood slick..
Survival bought man,
an appetite...
The painted armies of Cats
And the hordes of painted Dogs
Met in a Battlefield strewn with barley
Armor weighted Armor
upon that burdend earth mother
Until the field was flowing red
with her own blood.
Fathers torched pyres
as young as their sons.
As anger drew god to our pointless squabbles,
So they could test our folly
With an eon of disease and destruction..
Though when men saw truth
of his menace Unreal
They scrambled and panicked for their own survival...
Old Gods lost some color, a bit those days.
Lost was the shade
of the days of dark.
Crimsoned hard in all
the blood slick..
Survival bought man,
an appetite...