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on this day we march towards the sun knowing this day could be our last on this fold of dreams, we sow our prayers and harvest the have we need tomorrow will be a better day at least we can say tomorrow will be a better day the beast appears! thunder of a million footsteps engulf me like fire face to face! i look upon my enemy... tired and torn i draw my sword surge into the battle we've won the day! many have died, few remain a blanket of red covers all i see we turn away. back to our homes we struggle on broken limbs and broken hearts if they want blood, then they'll get blood... nothing stands between me and the home i love. at least we can say today is better than yesterday. From Letras Mania