The fields made greetings with their honest greens, trampled below our march. I took each step with valor, but I ducked when the first cannon roared. The once green scapes are red from war. They are stained by our beliefs. I think God is laughing, I think I can't fight. Some enemies sleep next to me. I hide in shallow graves. I'm quick enough they haven't swallowed me, I'm too slow to be sly. Here I'll wait til silence comes, when the last cannon keels or calls. I slip to wait in the tide of war. The bets I've made are gone.

Honour me, oh mighty one. Pity me and my fear. I hope for your eternal fields, gilt with gold and grace. Bow to me, to my one wish. Please. Don't you care? I fight to live, I lived to die. I kneel to you, this old coward's prayer. I now know that I can die.

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Heavens! This already needs some tinkering. I have removed Dour Port-Mage for the new Spectacular Pileup.

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