One final saunter through a wasteland of broken expanse A failing body betrays a clever mind; a vile realization of misery Trapped in a shattered maze of iron and smoke; blinded by barriers of an empty triumph Each step finds blood; a dire need of a dying man Anguish beyond the horizons of a burning battlefield Through the tortured clouds of flame and fire she appears A phantom of brilliant golden rapture to the eyes; perhaps one last mirage Reality no longer mattered in this dreadful place; a ghostly presence was enough Life continues to fade as she comes into focus; vision struggles dearly to see The torment, pain, and frustrations of war fade too around her One hand finds the hilt of a sword whilst the other finds peace; both are stained by sin Thirst for conquest becomes something else; a longing for a savior The fearless becoming the foolish Are you here to rescue or damn; a whirlwind of tormenting doubt A blackened cloud of suffering can doom even the false heroes Sadness overcomes the last fleeting bit of hope; a strike attains purpose The bitter cold dagger finds no resistance; armor unable to resist Words cut like blade in both heart and mind Fly away now without me Seraph of light; Angel of death
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