The clock is ticking and time goes on,

The hero is stumbling blindly like a fawn,

Grasping at the hope of a victory,

Why she even bothered seems a mystery

All they know and all they have seen,

is a mere fraction of all that has been

Swords clash together and blood paints the ground

We are never truly safe and sound

They need to fight and the tears subside

When the time comes they must decide

This war it seems can never end

Will these wounds never mend?

I saw the brave the valiant and vain

I saw the suffering, the horror, the pain

And now I must meet death's embrace

Mud and tears cover my face

I weep to see the smoke covered sun

Although my battle has not been won

The war goes on but the deed is done