To The War

I came to you one humid spring night You taught me how to appreciate life, because You are death and death is all I see You are tall, dark, violent, endlessly mysterious but blatant with your lies The color of earth stained with crimson. You casually caress with a cold hand and still life with the other You tickle my curiosity. You lure--then deceive Your ability, to entertain, enchant, enthrall, while I'm lost amongst the chaos Your fog of pride wraps lightly around my eyes Above, below, by you, by you surrounded, on all sides I am blind with hate and rage I arrive to you at dusk. Never to break your Spell. To witness, whisper, to fall from grace, Sueltame!, por favor, Dejame ir, mi tierra, Sálvame, consume, Release me, I am your soldier. The force by which you conquer I am a man. The one whose sanity you wither You are the bringer of death I your humble servant Edging closer to victory, or is it the end?