Here I stand,
at the place I hate most.
army against army,
man against man.
Bond is broken,
oath is not fullfilled.
Here I stand,
where I don’t want to be.
Sword meets sheild,
spear hits brestplate.
Helmet falls,
bow is broken.
Here I stand,
but not alone.
Allies beside me,
future untold.
Their blood shed,
so others won’t die.
Here I stand,
where I fear most,
Front and Center.
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