By Jennifer Williams
There, upon the sea of death
I saw the soldier come
Clad in the blood of those who fell
Upon his malicious sword
And in his eyes a frightful tone
Of dark deep cruel dreams
And by my word I swear to you
That as I watched him thus
He gazed at me with crimson eyes
And an overpowering strut
He came upon me within his rage
And knew me not to be dead
But before he gave his final blow
I quickly sliced his neck
And all the blood that he took
Fell back to earth again