Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25266931-20161119192054/@comment-25266931-20161203075025

"Warpath" an Atlas theme

As Hell shines in daytime

So will words dance in thy rhyme

A whisper on distant breeze

A time, a spark, a feeling to freeze

We speak not with mouths

But with blades

An era of sweet blood

In thy glades.

Go now, and never look back

Steel shields beckon now, the attack

White clad, their boots like thunder

Along the ground

Nightmares torn asunder

Roar resound.

War rages on and weep shall you

Till tear hug grass blade

Like morning dew.

We speak not with mouths

But with blades

An era of sweet blood

In thy eyes, we all fade

Go now, and look ever forward

Your destiny lies ever northward.