Crimson Tears
The war is over
The ring has gone
Middle earth has been saved from darkness
But how many lives have been spent?
How many breathe no more?
As I stand here now
Looking around
I see bloodied bodies for miles
Bodies of enemies, bodies of friends
Never again to see light
They gave up
Sacrificed their lives
So that others could once again be free
But they will never see what their choice brought
Never know the joy we shall see
But will we?
How can we?
With so many lives snatched away
How can we go on living as before?
As if we do not miss the dead
I stand and cry
Tears of hurt
Each tear represents someone I lost
Someone who gave their life up for others
Each tear I will miss
But each one falls
Slowly downward
Landing softly on the ground
Mixing with the blood already spilt
Going unnoticed and free
But each tear
Each single tear
Will never be forgotten or wasted
For each tear and each life fought for good
Fought for what was right
It comes at a price
The highest price
For good to beat evil lives had to be spent
And now my tears will join their blood
Gone but never forgotten.