Into the Mouth of Hell

Into the Mouth of Hell

 

With a million shadows

With our friends and sorrows

We march into the mouth of hell

Outnumbered standing where many have fell

Many souls charging into their doom

Blood the ground feeds so maybe a new hope can bloom

 

Flags of black

Our right flank under attack

No retreat, No turning back

 

The order was given

A few were chosen for Eden

Out flank the enemy until fallen

Buying time for the lines to harden

 

Within the darkness unclear

Death approaching so near

Charging blindly without a fear

 

As blood and sweat melts into one

So many have passed the gates and gone

Their memory eternal like a burning sun

A promise to fight as their colors will run

 

Reports coming from the scouts

The enemies eyes field with doubts

Fear within their hearts shouts

 

Like a hammer of Thor

With our souls on their final door

We charge, each soldier a god of war

Victory or defeat, life or death

Falling into the darkest depth

A scream into hell with each last breath

Author's Note

Just wrote it, probably needs a bit of work here and there...

Reviews

[Bubo]

How well you capture nature of war and all those raw emotions, because it must be like entering the mouth of hell, and in my minds eye I see my daddy struggling as a young man in ww2 to avoid that hell, but even though surviving he had stood at its mouth and left apart of him there.
Stunning piece........really echoing war,no matter where it takes place.

Like a hammer of Thor
With our souls on their final door
We charge, each soldier a god of war
Victory or defeat, life or death
Falling into the darkest depth
A scream into hell with each last breath

[A.r. Bazian]

Well... whatever i seems... its strong... this is strong... the thoughts aren't exactly what i would expect of you... but its well enough powerful!

the structure is still not as powerful as it used to be... but its going well!

strong feelings... is there anything i can do?

[Katseye]

What more can I add. Just wonderful.

[YouoweYoupay]

I agree with Bubo. You captured the nature of war in well-written stanzas with interesting rhymes. I can hear the sounds and imagine the dark smoke in the soldiers' breath as they fight for what they believe in. I think this write can be interpreted in alot of ways. Like you told me once "it is a battle, the fittest survive and the rest falls in ashes." and even when it superfically seems that religion, money, and domination are the only centres of blood and guns, people initiate wars for many more reasons. Thanks for sharing. Keep writing.