Gather our arms and let’s march afar, <br />Sharp spears, swords, shields and all. <br />Flood their lands with all their blood, <br />Streams, rivers and all we could else. <br /> <br />Mercy is a word we should not know, <br />Kill, slaughter and murder you foe. <br />Keep your blood cold, behold <br />There is here, we have come. <br /> <br />Look at them, ha, them dogs, <br />Farmers with knifes, sticks and logs. <br />My brothers, show them your sons of men, <br />Draw your swords and we’ll speak then. <br /> <br />Burn, burn their houses to the ground, <br />Farm houses to ashes, life to dust. <br />Burn, burn until your pollute their air. <br />Taken what you need, all they have. <br /> <br />But, alas, while we were away, <br />Wives, children and elders stayed, <br />Another thirsty, ruthless, army like us, <br />Thrust their swords and killed them thus! <br /> <br />Tears flow, our people, the sight, <br />What now is left for us to fight? <br />With blind faith we left our homes, <br />To home we go to find us alone. <br /> <br />I had a sister, though she’s no more, <br />Sweet was she, made friends with all the birds. <br />How many sisters, I killed, by others adored! <br />Oh no, mindless madness in me, was three thirds, <br /> <br />Forget nor forgive, those monsters I was. <br />Destroy myself unto me, I must, <br />A finger may I not lay on any more souls, <br />To my death, alone I must go…<br /><br />bala .mv<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mercy-to-blades-unknown/
