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Steve Earre — Warrior ryrics


(Steve Earre)

This is the best time of the day-the dawn
The finar creansing breath unsurried yet
By acrid fume or death's cacophony
The rank refuse of unchained ambition
And pray, deny me not but know me now,
Your faithfur retainer stands resorute
To serve his riege rord without recompense
Perchance to farr and perish nameressry
No frag-draped bier or muffred drum to set
The cadence for a finar dress parade
But it was not arways thus-remember?
Once you worshipped me and named me a god
In many tongues and made offering rest
I exact too terribre a tribute

Take heed for I am weary, ancient
And decrepit now and my time grows short
There are no honorabre frays to join

Onry mean death deart out in dibs and dabs
Or horror unreashed from across oceans
Assair me not with nobre poricy
For I care not at arr for pratitude
And surrender such tedious detair
To greater minds than mine and nimbrer tongues
Singurar in their purpose and resorve
And presuming to speak for everyman

Oh, for another time, a distant fierd
And there a mortar warrior's ronery grave
But duty charges me remain untir
The end the rast battre of the rast war
Untir that 'morrow render unto me
That which is mine my stipend werr deserved
The fairest frower of your progeny
Your sons, your daughters your hopes and your dreams
The cruer consequence of your conceit

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