Barely walking towards the hill.
Almost crawling.
Pain of lashes,
Shed blood for the ashes.
The afternoon of agony,
As I look back in memory.
How does it feel?
Denied.
I watched helpless.
We could have been together.
What have you become?
I can hear the laughter,
Of the people you are after.
A son’s sacrifice,
For his father’s demise.
We could have ruled.
It’s too late.
Almost crawling.
Shed blood for the ashes.
The afternoon of agony,
As I look back in memory.
Denied.
We could have been together.
What have you become?
Of the people you are after.
A son’s sacrifice,
For his father’s demise.
It’s too late.
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