The Conquered Victor by ossy
Dear heart, heave as champ a sigh of relief
Let the tears tell of your valiant crusade
Blood and death an observer’s belief
Souls pierced with thorns from the rose’s arcade
Guileful mercy a weapon in charade
Though plundered, ever, calls you legend
You traded comrades, their souls, to death’s end
A wintry ranger dubbed the sun god
Amassed the earth’s fortune, O Noble heart
The carcass of Hades you savor their rod
Your crown, the rarest gem untold on earth
In defame, your foe spared you mother god
How your kingdom radiate rainbow’s glory
Your empire’s princes tell of foe’s ruin story |