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Song of Dragoon

Here I stand with soiled hands
Battle raged around me
Crimson blood fell like rain
Darkness seeping into the stone
The stone of the dragon

Much blood has been spilt
I fought to protect those are dear to me
As the sea of war calms, tears fall
The sword I used to protect carried the stains of the innocent

I wander the earth alone with a faint breeze behind me
Wings ache to soar again in the sky
Heart breaks in the freedom of the birds
Would I ever be welcome again in the heavens?

My tears would never wash away those who have been hurt by my blade
No act of kindness would ever blind me to the sharp memories
Blood of the innocents were mingled with that of evil by my sword
Blood of the innocent flowed because of my battle

Perhaps there is no forgiveness for a warrior such as I
One who tried to protect those whom were dear but could not
One who in the end hurt them worse than what the demons could
Am I to walk the earth alone never able to wash away the bitter stains?

The battle was fought
Blood rained
Tears fell
But was I able to fight without loss?

I will never know till he returns
Till then only my voice will soar
My melody will be filled with sorrow
It will be a song of a dragoon