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[love_underoath]

Hey, I wrote two poems so tell me what you think.

To war we go, from victory we come
Endlessly we fight, we fight
To war we go, from victory we come

We sleep all day, we march all night
But stealth is ours, war is ours
Endlessly we fight, we fight

Raise our voices to the stars
Tired, so tired, of redundant life
But stealth is ours, war is ours

We long to feel the blade of knife
But we never lose, we never die
Tired, so tired, of redundant life

Draw our swords the hour is night
Tonight we long to have their fate
But we never lose, we never die

Victory, once loved, we hate
Tonight we long to have their fate
To war we go, from victory we come
To war we go, from victory we come

And here is the other:

That morning sun, so crimson-red
The battlefield matched it well,
That morning sun so crimson-red

The death toll rang upon a bell
Made red by the glowing midday sun;
The battlefield matched it well

Alas! Finishing what we have begun
we washed our hands in the water-glass
Made red by the glowing midday sun

What evil things have come to pass:
Innocent people lie dead in piles
But we washed our hands in the water-glass

They mock us with their peaceful smiles;
Day and night in our dreams we see
innocent people lying dead in piles.

Never, never can we flee
That morning sun so crimson-red
Day and night in our dreams we see
That morning sun so crimson-red