Tomorrow’s Plains of Glory

Tomorrow’s Plains of Glory

Burning on the brink of annihilation

Of the blast

Of calamity

Of sweet savagery

~

As the angels of denial

Sing tolls of affection

To delude our hot blood

Surging forward to war

~

Pushed and prodded by our gods

Over mountainous years

The fight has only begun

In our pain-stricken eyes

~

Our fatal stares will live

Beyond the course of our stars

In the cold hearts of kin

Marching to their own plains

Of sure destruction  

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