Eulogy

(c) Daniel Poláček

By morning be gone all my breath
My heart shall rest, my limbs not stir
My battles lost, my bones laid bare
Even you have forsaken me
Who loves a soldier without victory?
Shadows of clouds pass over my grave
I hear the voices of the ancient dead
Take me to heaven on wings of fire
Cut me loose from this borrowed life
But remember me on winter nights
I can only bring you joy in death

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