Part I
A young lad off to war, to learn the way of the fist
A desperate mother, keeping her son was her only wish
But he left to lead a warrior’s life, to live his childhood dream
He would soon find out things aren’t what they seem
His heart told him what his brain would not hear, that end the end he’d die
He went in anyways and soon drowned in his pride
For a while he beat the odds, and made it through seven years
Until one day he found someone that he would hold so dear
Midnight eyes and raven hair, the warrior fell in love
But the life he had chosen would intervene and take away his love
When he was called to lead a warrior’s life, one from up above
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