Cowards Remain from MIGHT & POWER by Megaton Sword

Watched me set fire to the Fane
You didn’t care to breach.
Too bold, daring, bleaching bones at dawn.
I came to crush them utterly.

Tortured, the crest of rage
Burns hot and true.
All your games exposed.
Unmasked your poor betrayals, bring carnage,
Cannot dissolve within
My woe.

One day I woke up with the might of pain.
Since then, the tears tingle, coated with glory.
And all your wails testify that I’m still half alive.
Thus, I wade through the dimmest darkness
And find there’s no tar. Lament, go mope, get mauled quickly,
But your grimmest sigh reveals that cowards remain.

Another door kicked in,
Laid waste to the shacks,
Faces need breaking.
The jewel tracks your reek.
And don’t cant, don’t waste no lies on me
Under the gauge, red-eyed.
From the murk, stopped cold, cut deep,
Now I read from bloodstained walls: You have
Gone.

One day I woke up with the might of pain.
Since then, the tears tingle, coated with glory.
And all your wails testify that I’m still half alive.
Thus, I wade through the dimmest darkness
And find there’s no tar. Lament, go mope, get mauled quickly,
But your grimmest sigh reveals that cowards remain.

At dawn, arrange the lumps on lifeless streets,
Cause there, the tears tingle, coated with glory.
Somewhere, you fear the waking hours.
I won’t spare no one.
Find me where the rooks are circling
And see there’s no tar at hand, no hope, my deceiver,
But the sateless sigh of a coward.

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