Welcoming Home

What is this my friend?
'Tis our home?
No warm welcomes
for our endless battles?
No open arms
from our fair maiden?

How many years have pasted?
Are all gone?
oh...my heart is heavy my freind
'Tis not the end
I've imaged a million times
'Tis not the glory
I've seen in my dreams
that kept us alive
all these long, blood-filled days
or dank, dark, depressive nights

Come my friend
Our castle awaits us
'Tis still our home
Our welcoming home
'Tis time to rest
Yes... time to rest, alas



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