Those same battles, often fought
The adversary undefined
The blood on the soil turns blue
A salute to friends lost
You move from arena to battlefield
Gladiators in the art of love
Raging against the immovable
Passionate for something unholdable
The fields become crimson, the faces stained with pain
Their quest unparalleled
Our fates aeons ago sealed
It’s time to move on, a higher cliff, a different view
Change the visage, drive your heart
Into believing again
In the indifferent stars which shine
On the war, if not on you
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