Tempered- First Draft

Forged in the fires of anger and hate
Feudal echoes from the lips of the Fates
The chains rattle
Emotions soar
And with the snap of the yoke
The blood runs once more

Once beaten down but never quite broken
A thirst for justice means violence has spoken
Death’s great parade
Balancing the scales?
With life being purged and deals being made

Forged by the mint by soldiers and slaves
Digging up souls and robbing their graves
Chains are recast
For the life that is left
Back to square one or is it peace at last

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