The warriors marches forth
No one cares how much it cost
A mother has lost her son
And the battle is far from won
The war keeps raging on
The fight can be heard till dawn
The sky has seen the fight
The cries echos through the night
The king gave up his life
Left behind both a son and wife
In the castle no feast no song
My child you're a king be strong
The child inherits the war
Though he don't know what it's for
A child too young to lead
Sends others out to bleed
He tries to talk for peace
He want the war to seize
But the hatred can't be stopped
The fight will never be dropped
The child gets overthrown
By a soldier through battle got known
He takes the widow to him
Did all of it on a whim
He promised the war he would win
But soon he followed the king
People now curse the throne
Death follows quick is known
The war is done and lost
Everyone now knows the cost
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