Tribute To A Life Long Past - ii: The Trust

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Tribute To A Life Long Past
ii: The Trust
By Everett A Warren
May 27, 1990

Upon the hill we stand, windswept barren forests giving way to winter,
Clasp your hand upon mine and seal this pact in blood.

Nature's desire to destroy, two blades drawn together in trust.

With this pledge of a life to arms we walk into winter's twilight,
Two warriors to stand against the darkness that encroaches.

Through the dream-filled worrld we wander,
Through death we deal our justice,
Innocence and purity upheld by blood stained swords.

Dark branches reach to our souls, they try to take our lives,
Two warriors to stand against the wyrm that never dies.

Fires that blaze light the way.

Fragile life rests on the skill of our blades,
We are fires that light the way.

Fall to my knees in the blood-stained snow, I can't believe my eyes,
Hear the cries of pain and wake in disarray,
Only a trail of fragile life left in the cold, cold snow.

In anger, in revenge I scream to the sky, sword in hand.
I will give no quarter to the creature that would break our trust.

On through the snow, drifting in and out of life I search to find the taker of your life,
Alas, madness has set in, firm and strong, I will not give in.
Lunatic at the frost rimmed windows at night, looking, searching.

My prey is elusive although I follow day and night,
If it stops to pray to it's gods for salvation it will be lacking,
Salvation is written in blood upon my blade -- it's life will fail.

Upon my soul rides the guilt, I betrayed the trust.

Copyright (c) 1990 Everett A Warren