English ATT

Oh well, since alot people post their ATT....

War
Rain of fire,
Burning funeral pyres,
Burning bloody bodies,
Mourned by weeping ladies.
Unspeakable attrition,
Continuous demolition.
Countless corpses cascading down the land,
Caused by the war of the enemies' hand.

To arms! To arms!
Thou shalt not come to harm!
Let us do what we must,
Render them to dust!
Lasses and laddies shall not be spared,
Old or young we shall not care,
Castle or temple we shall pull down,
We shall strip the kindom of its crown.

Two sides locked in battle,
Just like berserk beefy cattles.
Heroes rise and fall,
Their coup de grace feared by all.
Battle horn's mournful cries,
Attack! Retreat! Its live or die.
Battle swords clash, pikes are raised,
Blood and ash, horses are razed.

The earth drinks the blood of man,
Its natural thirst no longer a ban.
(I forgot)
(I forgot)
Wisemen now add this on,
Nothing is won,
Everyone has lost.
Such is the power of war...

So yea, influenced by warcraft AGAIN. Time to craft some war!