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Last breath

The deads' voices are calling me
They're all floating in their own blood
Lying beneath my tired feet
Bloody night in the battlefield

There's no honor left here
Neither courage has resisted
Just pain and death walk
Freely to invite everyone

Hope no longer exists
The sunrise won't be seen
Swords are still battling
But victory has already gone away

I take my last breath
And fight for the impossible survival
Though I know for sure
I won't be alive at the dawn

© 2004 Eduardo Magela Rodrigues

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