Death Before Dishonour
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.The View Of The Samarai
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Souls ride their wave of glory across the scorched earth,
Sweeping dust up in celebration of their minds rebirth.
Squinting into the sun looking for his lost companions,
Gleaming medallions coat the roaming batallions...
Pain is but a name for the feelings I contract everyday,
Scraped the million days of suffering in this conclave...
Written history in sealed sword wounds across my back,
Pure energy seaping through the cracks of the didactic.
Thousands of them stand grasping their rifles happily,
Wouldn't expect a sword to have the force of insanity.
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A lone bullet swirls gracefully through the war cloud,
Strafing left in dissection metal greets metal disemboweled.
The metaphoric seperation of my enemies phallic power symbol,
The simple ornament of creations ridicule in two parts from the middle.
Raising the sword in symettrical segregation of my face,
A hoard of disillusioned soldiers grind across the animation of this place.
Screams echo from the dark pits of pain eliminating the happiness I feign,
"Death before dishonour" is whispered as I glide out into the rain.
Compressed moisture droplets impact on my skull preparing,
Harrowing images evoke mental collapsing as I erase everything...
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Opposing magnetic fields vibrate my body as I elevate,
Seeds crack from two metres... The message of the inseminate.
Placenta popping silently in the depths of living corpses,
Center for dimentia as souls are torn from their horses.
Remorse is but a fleeting dream I wish the enemy could feel,
The one thing they came to our villages and didn't steal.
Surfing the waves of blood stained stone I swipe,
Extend death's life into their punctured wind pipes.
Gracefully turning from one toe to another transferring,
The weight is in my sword not in my....
....................................... Haemoraghing.
My body keeps turning as my foot stays in the same position,
Artistic slice severes my left shin in passionant incision.
The back of my skull pierced by pure heat ends thought,
As my forehead explodes in the celebration of honour that I have sought.
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"De-a-th be-f-ore dis-h................"
The View Of The Soldier
I stand alone, The grey skies above creating a pathetic fallacy
I Sigh and moan, Not knowing if ill conceive or get my victory
My thoughts and visions are contradictory, I see red and feel death
This is my battle, Finally ill get to lay my thoughts to rest
Although I seem calm, Inside my blood boils, Waiting to Kill
Serving up this thrill, I stand in silence as the wind gives the chill
Im standing still untill, the people around me decide to attack
Its love we lack, But for me Im just waiting for some bones to crack....
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Battle engaged we rush forward as one, Guns blazing
I see red ahead, As I run forward my body raging
It aint phazing, Is there a reason for this bloody war
I battle in vein, Raging against opponents like a wild bore
I see limbs tore, A serenade of bullets pass through the air
My gun vs their sword, Try and test me if you dare
A wild scare, They approach, My gun firing drastically
Fallen bodies begin to hit the ground, I shoot enthuastically
And so sarcastically I laugh, The fallen around me in a blood bath
They try again, perplexed in pain, But they feel my wrath
I battle in vein, The samarai`s around me touched by my shots
Taking aim, There leader in the distance, down I squat
And a lone shot is fired, The lone bullet darts through the sky
A direct hit, straight into the chest sets me off on a high
His end is nigh.....
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He falls to the floor, Meaning nothing to me
Another battle won, And how it was so easy
It pleases me, Back home I approach my house
My mind is pleased, Knowing my where abouts
I ended a drought, Had not killed for a while
But now its over, Its brought me a smile
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So I carry on, Living my life as I normally would
I dont think about the death, Knowing I should
I know I could, But I just wouldnt wanna..
So I fall to sleep...
....Laughing at the samarais rule of death before dishonour
Samarai= Deviate
Soldier = Phobia
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