History

Darkness continues to strike,

endless war I'm forced to like.

Piercing the wind with a golden spear,

rage of cries I seem to fear.

Elevation of heartbreaks,

scarring one as he refuses to forsake.

Sight as one encounters death,

I sacrificed all that I have.

Onwards attempts of revival,

now it seems only natural.

Written & Created by J.C.T.H