Valhalla

[SecondSun]

Hail our victorious dead,
It pours from my throat like such amberous liquor,
We are honourable men,
but our time is of sleep,
Of rest and servitude,
We howl to the moon but it lies blind and nuetered,
Inside we fight
While the surrounding world begs forgiveness,
Sterile, suppressed, aneathesised,
If a cause could be found we would stand to the last breath,
Alas history is not ours,
We will never make the valliant last stand of our fathers,
No visible foe to engage,
Hidden, creeping sirupticious rogues and scoundrels,
Smiling assasins, duplicitous embrace,
friend and foe combines,
Darkness and twighlight,
Today we must wait,
And prey that tomorrows dawn brings Valhalla.

[Bombadil]

"Hidden, creeping sirupticious rogues and scoundrels,
Smiling assasins, duplicitous embrace,"

Best lines in my book. Very good if not a bit circumspect in a few places, I'd like to see you bloody it up just a bit more.

Buen hecho.