We die trying to prove the worth of our salt,
and for what!
We fight to live another day,
and for what!
No glory awaits us
No throne of gold lies empty
Just a fool's desire to die for other's fight
blinding all
Chasing what will never be ours
we betray those who were dear
Lost in this maze till the very end
Trapped in shackles of fear
False hope fuels this mindless hunt
Few will make it till the end
A Pyrrhic victory awaits those
In the graveyard of dreams dead
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