If that is..….

If that is, what you wish, then

Call me in the name of my beliefs,

Summon me to my doom, and I will come.

I’ am but your servant, you sword, your shield.

You ask me to die and I must obey.

The end of the night brings death.

The hour is near now, we here, right where we want to be.

We choose this, we welcome our fate with open arms.

Let it take us, let it breaks us

Forge us the new and stronger.

We are not afraid to face death, yet I fear the light

I believe it brings death for all of us.

Yet I can not shy from the growing glory on the edge.

Beyond today there is no tomorrow.

We can only win, or only lose, nothing less or more,

do we deny our selves the right to be free?

Do we choose to fight and die?

Were made to fight and die?

To give our lives back to those that gave them to us.

We are told, that is our duty, our place.

The world was never our to live, to cherish

We can not saver even one breath of wind,

Nor a roll of a tide, for ourselves

It is not ours.

The light is not our friend

We seek not the harsh light of day, but

The cold embrace of the night.

My soul finds peace in the waxing moon,

Yet I’m shaken by my faith that the sun will rise.

And so I whisper to no one, but the wind.

‘Let it come’

Let the light bath us in warmth,

Fill our eyes with wisdom,

And so be it burn us by it’s fire.

If that’s is to be our fate than let it be.