sun rider

night erupts in a medley of colors
sound crushed like starlight in the fist of a god
all under the touch of man crumbles
taste of blood on every tongue

the rage! Oh, the rage!
flows through flesh and bones
ringing of steel singing a song
an ancient promise of violence

warriors gathered at the gates
softly say goodbyes to their fates
fevered minds entwined with faith
ready to kill, waiting to die

no ocean waits for man or beast
Sun sets the same every day
sun rider heeds to the calls of the dead
to ferry souls as he sinks in the waves

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this is what happens when you try to write something while absolutely sleepy