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Dawning:
(1. The tide below)
So,
the fog of war is a veil that reveals
The true terrain of the battlefield
The smoke of ignorance sharpens
The senses of bloodblinded soldiers
Veterans of hopeless struggles
We all are
Monuments of senseless massacre
We were urged to become
Heroism and survival
Survival or heroism
From the depth of the trenches
The contours are blurred by mud
(2. The tyrant above)
Yet,
from the heights of the land
The surveying gaze of a mapping mind
Freezes the act, suspends tragedy
To ignore and deny self-preservation
A most tyrannical joy it is
Overseeing the yearn for triumph
Commanding irresistibly
Feeling involved and detached
At the peak of carnage
Loss is reasonable
Defeat is just seeming
As superiority remains entrenched
(3. The godly perspective)
Alas,
a new battlefield is dawning upon them
With an enthralling sight around
Uniting foes, joining forces over the front
Content with seeing them all perished
A new battlefield is dawning,
None is ever conquered
None is ever abandoned
Commanding is its soil
A most tyrannical joy it is
Contemplating the dawning
Feeling detached and involved
Summoning feuds anew
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