Poetry Final Repent

[Sungazer]

Damned this thing that we call war.


It's something we've all seen before.


Curse my life for the blood I'll spill,


All the way up the dreaded hill.


All the lives I take today,


I'll pay the price and fade away.


All the wasted time I spent,


I should have used it to repent.


All of the mistakes I made,


Were paid in full with blood that day.


I will gladly sacrifice myself,


For the life of someone else.


So cut my breath short,


And put me on a death report.


I threw away my life for you,


So please live yours happy and true.