Stuggle on the Battlefield

Subscribe to all that you dispise
In time sarrow will consume your tomb
The sun does burn my eyes and skin
So long I long for the waning moon
So long I cry this sweet cup of blood
For whom is it to drink
Those who cause me pain and trouble
Only wish to help
Those who cause me pain and trouble
Life is but a dream
Death is but a shadow
Things are never what they seem
Subtle are the ways of God
That lead us to eternity