Do you know what’s worth fighting for?
Do you know how you’ll feel?
You’ll need a heart of courage
And nerves like that of steel.
When war fights against you
And blood pound through your veins
The sword-slashes on the face
Will be the battle’s cruel stains.
When you face betrayal, sadness, envy
and jealousy’s cruel pangs
The immensely hurting truth
Sinks into you like fangs.
You duck when the knives
of hate are aimed towards your heart
You dare to take the frozen tears,
And using them you start.
This is the way the cruelty
of life pounces upon you
But it, you know, you must face
You’ll be one of the warriors few.