enter on through br with an anguish look on his face br as the tremor of the strings strikes in the air br and brings a thought to take the name up to hold br br like the Romans br like the Republic br they break open to feast br to see the thoroughness of the government br til the bell claims a death to behold a truth to rise amongst the dead br br hold dear to the audience br rather than believing the white lie br seek with the deeming truth br as two others withhold the future of what lies right there br br its been a while br since he came back from the victory march br but it just seemed like yesterday br when I saw that sweat gleaming off of his body br shining with pride under the hot, hot sun br br it seemed just like yesterday br when there was a great cry out in the front of the courtyard br where the flock of birds cried and flew away br leaving only but the mass of feathers fluttering in this cold, cold wind br br leaving only but br only but the cry which echoed through the silent day br where flags of victory once blew so proudly br now hang still with black covering it br while tears fall from the havens above br and the rage fill the eyes of this loyal one br to avenge, avenge the death of his once so close friend br named...