Render Down unto Thee the Eternal Path You Take

 

Render Down unto Thee the Eternal Path You Take

Once true heroes, uttered with unpolluted breath, the solemn truth, so fervently sought,

Beyond the realm of lies, to eternity, where they escaped, the tangled web distraught.

Now with divine wisdom lost, so soundly resting, beneath the multitude, of stars each night,

It’s rigor’s long shadow cast, from the forgotten soldier’s stones, time weary, from life’s light.

Time now wrought, by wild seasons, and the passing sun, with celestial lines, daily lit between,

And the once promised, plot of land, now covered in wildflowers, and grasses really green.

Bones resting within the madness, where bodies have rendered down, destinies unforeseen,

Right there, where restless spirits fell, in gallant sacrifice, by selfless actions, seldom seen.

And many more hearts, were transformed, by the power of Satan, as Putin called for more,

With minds too blind to realise, the desire for more, was much less, when it came to war!

As their wills were wrought, by the turmoil in their hearts, in battles that couldn’t be won,

With souls scorched, in the fires of fury, then in anger, submitting to blind hatred overrun.

Never to repent, their ungodly sins, as goodness was lost, amongst the eternally damned,

And the lives they lost in vain, the blush of blood they shed, was roughly cast upon the land.

Departing from the trail of grief, that homeward bound, left their loved ones, in its wake,

Venturing onward, into the dark eternal path, that their lost spirits, were compelled to take.

In profound sadness, where tears turned to mist, on the river Acheron, aboard Hermes ship,

Forever lost, their souls never to return, to taste life’s steadfast love, sown upon a tender lip.