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[Sacred Ground]

Cries of mourning pierce the air 
Clinging to the boughs of trees 
Escaping from the ones who care 
For all eternity. 
 
Sacred shields protect no more 
Pipes of Peace remaining cold 
Spears & bows lie as before 
Now only growing old. 
 
They sang their songs of death before 
the battle raged and life was lost. 
They sing their songs of death no more, 
the brave have paid the cost. 
 
Wrapped in hides and placed on pyres 
Vacant valient bodies lie 
No more are their celebrant fires 
The mighty ones have died. 
 
The feeling of their spirits there 
Floating on the gentle breeze 
Warning all who may come near 
To leave them there in peace.




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