Do you remember standing on a broken field White crippled wings beating the sky The harbingers of war with their nature revealed And our chances flowing by If I can let the memory heal I will remember you with me on that field When I thought that I fought this war alone You were there by my side on the frontline When I thought that I fought without a cause You gave me a reason to try Turn the page I need to see something new For now my innocence is torn We cannot linger on this stunted view Like rabid dogs of war I will let the memory heal I will remember you with me on that field
- WAR: POETS OF THE FALL














