My Soothsayer has spoken and vengeance is not for you to see
Small is the Man that turneth his head to flee
Those warriors that cometh for the reckoning take heed
Watching your brother's back when it's time to attack
Keeping watch of authority in the time of need
Blind spots are your enemy as speed is your friend tonight
Technology of the dark gives ye that extra spark
The Raven on the roof gives your enemy the proof
that your presence is near, making their hands tremble with undeniable fear
May the wind be forever at your back and may Johnny turn his empty gaze. So the people have knowing in their empty head this stays. Birds surround you like snitches in the trees, alerting your coming as they bow on their knees. Showing the peasants how it's done as the fists will fly in a bit of maniacal fun. Pointing the way back to whenst they came, walking away bowing their heads in shame. To those that habla and consider this your home, give praise to Men of Honor as they have shown. What it's like to stand up and fight. Back these Warriors with all your might. For they are the backbone of a Nation in need. You've been taken for a chump as they watch and they laugh. What they fail to recognize as they think they've led us down their path. Only to succumb to a Nations Inevitable Wrath. Now go and partake on this quest you seek. And may your enemies future be withered and bleak. I have spoken, so shall it be done. Now, go out there for a bit of therapy fun
© Dale A Martinez