Well a looong time ago i promised a friend here at DA id make a deviation of his poem. I started it, but never really did finish it. So, i was checkin my cpu, and found this doodle, heh. So here you go dood!

Drawing (c) me
Poem (c) Stylistic Ninja

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Blood on Foreign Soil
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I pray to stain your imagination
With the faces of corpses I’ve conquered
And pray that they aren’t your own.
You swear to a god,
The one god that is deaf to your calls,
So all you have is a shame made for fools

It may be a thousand suns and moons,
But I promise I’ll bring the war to you.
Every single ship bets against your survival
They all want the same doom I claim on your soul.
Every wave closer to you makes my fire burn hotter
Until I scream for your name to be gone from earth,
And your body to be covered in fatal lacerations.

I promise I’ll bring the war to you.
Like you promised zionic peace
To every simple heart behind these walls
Take the trophies and claim them yours
As you let your lust fuck you blind,
Coughing up blood as you lie at my feet, defeated.

No hero lies like a snake
Escaping their fate that was handed to them by gods
Be thankful I have another day ready
The moon being your only companion in our war,
And then you realize,
You are forever alone on the battlefield,
Because your temporary passion pulled the stone that held the world together.