Swords clanging
Amid showers of sparks

Piercing cries at large
Across the battle torn skies

Thunderbolts glittering and sparkling
Two groups battling

I intend to kill
For the thirst of blood

It's a human trait
That I can't ignore

It is so dark and filled with grief
where hopes have no meaning

what about those departed souls
now wasting in heaven

why only after this massacre
a revolution has begun